Empty3

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Dec 27, 2022

Empty.
Where?
Is there
anyone
else?
Alone.
Any others
out there?
Unanswerable!
Estimated 
two trillion 
galaxies 
in the 
visible 
universe.
Perhaps
multiples
more
beyond 
our view.
Each housing 
billions
of stars.
For many,
the light
we now see
departed
billions
of years 
ago.
Before
our sun
was born.
Though 
all the
light
we see
currently 
may be
dead.
What’s 
happening 
there now
we won’t
know for
billions
of years.
They currently 
could be 
teaming
with life,
but we’ll
never know.
We’ll be
gone.
Are we alone
in the universe?
Doubt it.

 

Tags: Deep,

 

 

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