The astronomer

As little as ants around the sun
So are we in this Milky Way
Trying to find our way among the stars
Reasoning, lonely. Why?
Obedient to the laws of nature we’ll die.
Nobody will remember us after a little while
Oh, my friend! There must be a reason!
Meaning should be at hand!
Years of love cannot be just lost years

Is reasonable to think we are just star dust?
Something must or might fill the void

(Although not seen with fótons)

God, please, help me!
I am lost in life as comets with no Sun
Fighting space, time, sucked in a black hole!
Turn my heart into a telescope