Would I wonder
if I wandered from a cocoon
into an expanse
about the limits of my existence?
As if the expanse,
became all at once,
my cocoon
Would I wonder that my mortality
was assured of an immortality
Even as day meets its death
and night is only a flame to be put out by fate
How can I measure my peerless traverse
as eternity itself?
If I could hear the universe chant back at me
as it keeps expanding into an unfathomable distance
that the stature of being God
is the only expected reward