We live in a pure,
thin ribbon of light,
a narrow octave of sound.
Trillions of neutrinos glide through us
every second—unfelt, unfelt.
Dark matter crowns the galaxies,
dark energy widens the void;
both remain beyond our reach.
Yet we spill blood
for the visible crumb.
Let wonder outweigh hate.
The universe is mostly unseen mercy
pouring silently through us.
We are already boundless.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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