The vastness of the cosmos – The void that is not
Has too much possibility to comprehend.
Yet, we give it our best shot and do fairly well.
The enormity has some meaning. What, pray tell?
I would not bother posing this to a close friend.
It’s best that I tie only my head in a knot.
Are there places similar to earth to be found
In this mass of creation with other beings
Who are like us? Are they within visiting range?
When it comes right down to it, there’s nothing too strange
For this chunk of eternal cosmic happenings.
It is likely that there are such places around.
In this realm of existence, if you can conceive,
Through your imagination, anything you choose,
Then this universe has it and much stranger things
That cannot be imagined by us as beings
Simply because we are limited in our views.
We cannot know what the cosmos has up its sleeve.
It has so much potential ours pales in essence
So the concept of eternity we engage
To approximate meaning, but the meaningless
Echoes ever profoundly. So we acquiesce
To the little we can know on this earthly stage.
We accept things that to us make some kind of sense.