In this map of the universe
You and I,
We are nothing but insignificant
Little by little,
We fade into nothing.
In this vast space,
Our existence is a mere happening,
Lost among the stars,
Searching for the truth.
Dreaming to reach out,
Yet falling into oblivion.
Dreamers we are,
Singing an ode to the unknown.
Rebelling with our consciousness,
Trying to make sense.
What we make of the world
Is what the world makes us.