There’s a universe held close in tales spun
Where we’re all our own, but also one.
It has forces that ebb and flow,
And holds states of being that come and go.
Yet no matter all the rules we bend,
There’s absolute beginning, and undeniable end.
But in this spirit of stars aligned,
Be grateful for paths intertwined.
For in the cosmos we all remain,
As souls that realm this wondrous plane.