This thought mostly came into my mind. As we are species of some kind. Meaning of existence, we have to find.
This type of thought, have you ever got? . We live in earth, just a pale blue dot.
In this never ending universe, this dot suspended in Sunbeam like a dust. Created after big bang burst.
Compared to this universe, our life is just fraction of second. but everyone pretend, they are master of this universe which never end.
In this vast cosmic arena, our earth is small stage. Has crore years of age. Comparably we are nothing, as we die after a certain age.just like a forgottenpage.
And even the earth is nothing, compared to this universe.suspended in Sunbeam its just like a mote of dust.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem