a tag poem ,edited, topic by unknown
So many millions and billions of stars
charting a course through a vast galaxy....
Wisps in the wind, or specks in the cosmos
what consequence have we, in this grand scheme?
In younger days wandering childhood visions
I searched my world to find personal truths-
considered my being of great importance-
a doltish non manifestable dream.
On the tiniest level we're a part
of more than we can ever understand
comprehending in elementary ways
what complicated hearts can hope to glean.
How far past simple understanding can we learn
when nothing but the stars can transe the sky?
Some answers we are given at our birth
Death must hold other answers unexplained.