The stars are scattered, dust of light,
Across a velvet, endless night.
A universe so vast and deep,
Where secrets sleep, and planets keep
Their silent watch.
Life started early, here on Earth,
A tiny seed, a humble birth.
Almost four billion years have passed,
A story told, from first to last.
This makes us think, a hopeful plea,
That life's a common entity.
So many worlds, they spin and gleam,
Within the habitable dream.
Where water flows, a liquid grace,
A place to grow, in time and space.
'Earth 2.0, ' a whispered name,
Kepler's promise, fuels the flame.
Scientists believe, a hopeful band,
That life exists, across the land,
The cosmic land, so wide and far,
A distant twinkle, like a star.
Microbes maybe, simple form,
Surviving life, weathering the storm.
But silence hangs, a heavy shroud,
'The Great Silence, ' spoken aloud.
Where are the others? Where are they?
Why haven't signals lit the way?
Intelligence, a tricky thing,
Took ages here, to learn to sing.
From single cells, to thoughts so grand,
A slow ascent, across the land.
No guarantee, on other spheres,
Of creatures bright, dispelling fears.
The Drake Equation, tries to guess,
At chances high, of yes, or less.
But unknowns loom, like shadows deep,
Secrets the universe will keep.
Simple life, a likely chance,
A hopeful, captivating dance.
But wisdom's light, a rarer bloom,
Lost in the cosmic, silent room.
Yet still we search, with eager eyes,
For kindred souls, beneath the skies.
Though shadows linger, and doubts may rise,
The universe beckons, a sweet surprise.
And in the vastness, a chance remains,
For life's bright fire, in starry rains.
Tor M. Solvang
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