When you look up at the moon in the sky,
do you look up, and wonder,
what happened to it,
and of the reason why,
and do you wonder,
was there an atmosphere,
and why is the ground so void and dry?
Do you wonder of the force that is gravity,
and what would happen if it fell,
and where would all the planets go,
if gravity disappeared,
now, who can tell,
and would they end up smashed into trillions of pieces,
on the universes floor,
and would someone come along,
and restore them once more,
and would they weep,
at the work that they had created before,
and would they bother to redo it in the same form?
Or would they not even try,
maybe they would,
but now would you or I,
and imagine the time it would take,
and would you have a reason to start again,
and what of the reason why,
and now imagine the lifetime of the beings who put the stars and the planets in the sky,
and imagine the universe, imagine the universe being swept away with a brush with a massive sigh.
