The Infinite

no use dwelling on recent past not much here really long lasts rocks, planets, asteroids and stars this existence briefly is ours all soon becoming grist for change eternity moves out of range there was never a beginning there is no definitive end slow evolving onward spinning the infinite only extends beyond interstellar foundations the good, sublime, complex and bad just how many iterations has our universe by now had focus remains on here and now when imaginations allow drifting above, out and beyond what civilizations have spawned to nether realms of infinite where all becomes ambivalent seems much too much to comprehend everything endlessness portends