Awash and abundant

It is a cosmic pendant

The world, it spins and rolls

Hosting myriad of souls

Cosmos is endless, why this corner?

Sun’s made the designated burner

The moon, reflector of mystery

There are no answers in history

On this spaceship

There’s no roundtrip

Entry and exit are poles apart

In the middle, we’re handed a part

When life fills with wonder

Time can never plunder

Words become redundant

When love makes the heart abundant