Our world is but a grain of sand,
A grain of sand in an endless beach of worlds.
Stretching forever, along a rippling sea,
An infinite expanse of energy.
Beside this beach, unseen and hidden,
Obscured from our dimension,
Lie endless amounts of shifting sand.
Shifting sand and water grand.
Some are different, varied realms,
But all are vast and endless planes.
Planes with unique laws and rules,
As different as are cats and mules.
Our universe is but a single speck,
A tiny dot in the vast unknown.
And yet this earth is hardly spent,
For it it has life, significant
Jul 29, 2010
Jul 29, 2010 at 4:48 PM UTC
Our world is but a grain of sand,
A grain of sand in an endless beach of worlds.
Stretching forever, along a rippling sea,
An infinite expanse of energy.
Beside this beach, unseen and hidden,
Obscured from our dimension,
Lie endless amounts of shifting sand.
Shifting sand and water grand.
Some are different, varied realms,
But all are vast and endless planes.
Planes with unique laws and rules,
As different as are cats and mules.
Our universe is but a single speck,
A tiny dot in the vast unknown.
And yet this earth is hardly spent,
For it it has life, significant
This poem is all about the vastness and utter grandeur of the cosmos. It entails infinite dimensions, and endless universes.
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