The Universe exists for fun.
The cosmic jest defies all explanations,
And paradoxes one by one
Evolve mysterious creations.

The Universe exists for us,
It rhymes between the lines of poems,
It mixes tragedy with farce
And tosses probabilities like coins.

The Universe exists in me,
My life and soul in every atom,
To macrocosm I bend the knee,
To miracles I cannot fathom.

The Universe exists in you,
Your radiance dissolves my sadness,
You are the only light I knew,
You are my sense among the madness.

You are my candle in the night!
Forever wading through the ether
I flee to you, I seek your light,
Without you I’ll surely wither.