Do you ever think about how you are just one grain of sand in the enormity of the universe?

one single grain being knocked around by the ocean of life

and the ocean's sky the universe
and the universe the universe's universe

ups upon ends upon books and books miles thick
of words, like worlds

each sentence a galaxy
spun around to form a coherent blip into existence
of meaning, of thought, of being

a Humanity
among many

infinities and infinities of numbers
perpetually cycling.

If nothing else, even if I will never fully comprehend the nature and complexity of the universe as it extends past the capabilities of me

I will understand another
and be understood in return
and that will be more than enough.