I sit here with the greatest wonder ever thought up inside of my head inside of my head This wonder will someday be an answer to my ears, and no longer a quest that I cannot conceive Oh universe of astonishment What am I a part of? What makes one dream? And what makes a person, have intuitive pa**ion for something? What gives us touch, and a sweet taste? Who warms our inner soul, and what makes us break? Oh universe of ripeness I sit here with the greatest test that i will ever endure in my life This test is my life and all that comes with it the start and the end the inside and out Oh, universe of righteousness What makes a person something specific? And why do they become that? Does one take enough time, to ponder such thoughts? Does one realize how beauteous, existence really is? What is life? And what is to come?