The palace of isolation
The gorge of nothingness
A vast field of unoccupied landscape
The area where the unknown and known reside
Entire galaxies are less than a brushstroke in the mural of the universe
Waiting to be filled, longing for interaction
Creation led us to be distant
Destruction may bring us together
Should a bridge be formed to travel?
Or remain a single point with no traffic
We require a taxi to navigate through the void
Where the fare may be our greatest achievement
Or abandonment in a deserted region with no map