Looking upon stars-Glowing spears of light,Like a child Amazed at fireflies.Realizing:I'm entity small,A speck in a grand world;Erratically beautiful Phenomenally tranquil. What lies beyond, A world of comfort,Normalcy? Fear, of a final frontier/Mixed with doubt (Of others, unlike anon) /embedded with terror;Contrary were mustCompletely probable,That their are others-Contrasting us not In a world never ceasing(Impossible to imagineCompellingly accurate) We might-just mightBe aliens as well,To a species parallel to usLook unto the stars, If you look hard enough-You'll see yourselfIn the darkening abase...