Final Frontier
Space-
truly the final frontier
it is limitless
and it's expanse
unreachable, unmeasurable, unknowable...
Still,
we are a curious species,
full of questions
wanting to understand,
to grasp-
the universe.
We are existentialists,
explorers
plodding into the realm
of mystics,
Sufis,
practitioners of Kabala,
saffron-robed monks.
We wish to comprehend and to claim
that, which is
comprehendable only to,
and belongs only to,
-its Maker.
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