A sonnet conceived while gazing at the night sky

there could be thousands out there

When I look upon the multitude of stars
I wonder if we share this galaxy;
Not with some small bacterium on Mars,
but with another branch of entity
that ponders on this question just as I --
and as we know that planets populate
each gravity that underlies their sky,
it is not hard to hope we have a mate
that thinks and wonders on this topic too;
yet massive distance makes the dark abyss
uncrossable by single lives, and through
the vastness of both length and light we'll miss
connection of our intellects, and might
be ever unaware we grok this night.