Cosmologist Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Cosmologist

There's so little work,
You want more,

There's so much to see,
But my eyes are weak,

As time goes by,
Yet I'm dissatisfied,

Yet if I survive,
This catastrophe of so little,

I'll thank all the gods,
Wherever they are,

Give me more before my times
Comes,

These little demand,
Equalled your big hearts,

Not as marionette,
But as large as looming
horizons,

This glancingly beautifully, inspired
Cosmologist as his wishes,