I am looking through a wormhole,

but where is the worm?

I am feeling kind of uneasy

I am starting to squirm.

This whole thing about space

are we all alone?

Did ET get to phone home?

I am on a bit of of a guest

It is all about perspective

It can be rather deceptive

Maybe I am the space detective

It is all about whether we are alone

in this or other universes

Are there other beings or enitys

out there?

You need more than hope or a

strong telescope

You need to get on a space craft

You need to go a journey

I am on a bit of a guest

It is all about perspective

It can be rather deceptive

Maybe I am the space detective

What is the popular opinion

What is the concensus

Do you believe?

Do you want to know?

I am flying to the milky way

Riding the tail of a comet

Flying among the space junk

and debris

I am still looking for the answer

to the question Are we alone?

But the perspective  part of this

poem is the main point

After all it is the title of this story

When you look into the scheme

and look at the whole picture,you

will see that we are all just a dot in the

cosmos

A tiny little speck,nothing more then

a full stop.

We could travel and venture for a

thousand years

Will we ever find the answer?

Time will tell

What is really out there,we can only

sit and ponder.

What is there in the great unknown

yonder.