Aware Poem by Paul Butters
Aware
We are aware that we are,
But who is there to tell?
Will anyone know we were,
Once we leave this mortal shell?
Are we here just by chance?
From a Cosmic Dance?
No Hot Jupiter near our Sun,
Our system is The One
For Life.
We may well be unique,
The rest of space looks bleak.
A single winning bet
Consciousness did beget.
We are the living race,
Here by God’s good grace.
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