The mind inept, unable to comprehend
What does it mean to have no end?
Can it be defined, or entirely mapped?
Proof of divine, or knowledge untapped?
Faith in reason, or reason in faith
All we ever want is to put a name to a face
But we cannot
Not yet
A lofty goal constantly beset
To understand something beyond all our senses
Without any answers, we have no defenses
The collective conscience exploring the unknown
The universe, the cosmos, so much to be shown
Looking for the beginning, proof of the start
Gaining better insight, to know who we are