You are part of a pattern
The cosmos reflects humanity
Humanity reflects the cosmos
It tells a grand story
Indifferently, infinitely
And all at once
It is a shame that
Seeing what’s coming
Does not mean you
can always change it
If you were just a little better
You could have everything you want
When we die, we become the universe
No longer living for ourselves
And in ourselves
Our flaws recede into
Pushed back memories
We are just recollection,
Specks of data in
The grander pattern
mankind,  the counterfeit gods
Who think themselves
Omniscient and omnipotent
The universe is in your eyes
And you too,
Shall pass