The heavens ring with our calling,
In vain we search the Cosmos,
for another sentient, sapient, entity.
Are we alone? Is humanity unique?
Alone in this vast emptiness,
No other like ourselves.
It would be a crushing blow,
were this to be the case.
Think on then humanity
at the song of the Whale.
At our guilt, implicit,
in it's sadness
For his song mirrors our own.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem