Not Alone Poem by Eric Bult

We now are told by astrophysicists,
Who constantly seek other forms of life
That here within our galaxy exist
A thousand million Earthlike planets rife.
Not all of course might life like ours support,
So finely balanced are the needs of life,
But surely we should be no longer taught
We represent a single form of life.
Now multiply the number in my rhyme
By then a figure representing all
The galaxies our universe combine:
We may be sure that life elsewhere is in thrall.

I doubt not they are there, those other lives
That interchange with ours as spirits thrive.