May 2017
Infinitely, we see
Yet still blips in space
That come together, some without trace
The stars that shine move our minds
Making eternity once deemed to be a master's design
Yet humble we are before the stars
Rather waiting, we pile on the bars,
Music we sing, while sometimes out of tune
Cosmically believed to be setting soon
For the journey is grand, fierce and light
But with the right chord we'll be in sight
Infinity then, will not be just a right
Of those that see
Yet still blips in space
That come together, some without trace
The stars that shine move our minds
Making eternity once deemed to be a master's design
Yet humble we are before the stars
Rather waiting, we pile on the bars,
Music we sing, while sometimes out of tune
Cosmically believed to be setting soon
For the journey is grand, fierce and light
But with the right chord we'll be in sight
Infinity then, will not be just a right
Of those that see
A reflection on life, and it's journey. Can be taken literally or more subtly as though done with metaphors. Should be noted, that first line is a reference to, for better or worse, the world seen through instruments such as Hubble and such. (And second to last line as well, just for sake of clarification. >>_>>) Again, not gonna say the more spiritually devout are wrong though!
