Imagine, for a moment, this is all we’ll find

Visualize a universe where humankind

Has no one but itself to give its oblations

Since our makers never answered invocations.

Picture galaxies of empty worlds best you can

Planets, suns, satellites ending like they began

While we seek bacteria or, better yet, bones

And find celestial bodies bare but for stones.

We’re flesh of constellations, stars dusting our make

We’re, each of us, all that can soothe the cosmic ache

Of the unknown that comes with the Divine’s silence

Of how we’re alone before alien absence.

I’ve known folk for whom death is an idle longing

I too have known the lure of becoming nothing

The space between our atoms calls to its likeness

With the urge to dissipate into void vastness.

Think on living if it was so rare ‘twas unique

What if mere existence made each lifeform a freak

Say chance made it that life only occurs on Earth

Inhale… and marvel at how much that breath was worth.