Living in a Speck of Time

  I'm born and die inside a speck of time.
  Small minds will never see our universe.
  We will never see time and space beyond
  our own reach. We invent science pretend
  to know where we are in the grand scheme.
  We scribble math as if it solves problems.
  What is the meaning of life? Where's Waldo?
  He's behind a curtain acting like a wizard.