Nights like this

I wonder if

The universe is frozen stiff.

If me or you

Are just the glue

That makes it all stick.

Be we the players to the stage,

Or the canaries to the endless cage.

In places where the Sun can’t reach

From the cosmic stretch

To the oceans deep.

For in its absence, nothing lives,

The universe is frozen stiff.

And we, the walking memory

The mouthpiece of infinity.

We alone can tell it all.

Without us, who would pass the knowledge?

The universe is frozen solid.