I Wonder

We are all that ever was and ever will be
Magical creatures of infinity
Star dust from eons ago
Growing...Living...Dying
Our conscious selves may cease to end
but our physical selves
and their impressions upon living,
transform into the ingredients of the future

Is it all just a quick glimpse?
Is humanity but a station for us to stop on this cosmic ride
to see how we've been doing thus far and where we're going?
Just checking up on things... on ourselves
The daily self reflection?
Utilizing ourselves for never ending change
and ironic repetition

Ironically we are ONE.
You always were and will forever be
You just can't always see or know it
Believe it's not make-believe

Unless if all we have is our consciousness
Unless if all we have is our soul
But even so the remnants of ourselves
live on forever
A simple principle
The foundation of meaning.