But know this:

What we are in this day is never meaningless,

Though, in the grand scope of space and time,

It is but a speck of a greater memory unfurling,

A nihilistic cold ending for a cell gazing infinite.

But we are, all of us this day, apart of something larger than ourselves,

Greater than this planet, solar system, galaxy, cluster or even universe,

We dwell in this narrative so that we may live to merge our connections,

The lasting purpose of existence seeking to experience fuzzy memories,

To more fully understand what we are growing toward becoming again,

And what will remember in the consciousness of spiritual imagination.

There are times, when more is expected of us,

Where the character we draw the images from,

Which frames how the light will shine through,

Is refined so an ample tune can ring true form,

To burst open the fog of unrealized possibilities.

Do not doubt our path to the stars,

Nor fear the merging of connection,

Or opening of a greater compassion,

But see how the journey need close,

For the truest one we must become,

To shine in and frame the other side,

Beginning new paths of Celestial Age,

A planetary cell, one Elo, we humane.