We turn our heads up, looking upwards

We have wandered, then we wonder

Trying to grasp the vastness of our visible space

The heavenly objects

The stellar movements

At the magnitude that no man can create

Able to construct, unable to resolve

The hypothesis we believed as true in our minds

As if there’s a veil with one task and one task only:

To not unveil itself before The Time

And maybe just for a moment

In milliseconds, milli milliseconds

Everyone can finally see the truth

A huge blessing for us, mere mortals

That the sky is not the sky we used to see, not something we believe to be

That exists a greater world where we are meant to be

With the infinite time given

I really hope I get the chance to ask

About all the sophistication on this world

About the singularity, a place where our calculations shattered

About the seven skies

And about the element it takes to travel the distances

During those moments, logic and imagination can rest easy

The reality is no more

Only the truth remains.