THE UNIVERSE

The Universe does not love you
The Universe does not hate you
The Universe will not rush to help you out
And neither will it forsake you

The Universe cannot be summed up
Or its detail fully expanded
In the Universe you are never "home"
But neither are you stranded 

The Universe isn't by your dark sins angered
Nor with prayer and sacrifice placated
Its laws restrict the paths you tread
But you're not down one path fated

The Universe is one of an infinite number
Neither random nor created
You cross many universes every day
Every move leaves others vacated

The Universe is not separate from you
Your skin is not a boundary
You are it and it is you
Call yourself The Universe proudly

The Universe won't show you absolute truth
But neither will it lie
Everything within will cease
But in itself it cannot die

Within it there are endless voids
But none of them are empty
Nothingness does not exist
Each void has quarks aplenty

Galaxies cluster a million per group
As if to feel less lonely
But spacetime spreads them ever further apart
Their weak bonds far from cozy

In fact this continual spreading out
Is happening ever faster
No one can tell us how or why
The Physics we cannot master

Yet all this vastness only exists
Because you can observe it
Without you it would not be here
The observer makes it worth it

And as amazing as this great place is
It's only what your mind has told you
Does really exist all
Or has an amazing lie just sold you?