Quest for the Endless

I know what I know but I also know what I don’t know.
I want to understand the infinite,
the concept that space is forever, it’s endless.
The idea of the infinite haunts me,
 I can’t understand it, label it or even grasp it,
I can only accept it. We label that acceptance faith,
that great catch all for that we can’t understand.
Thwarted by the infinite, we overdose on the finite.
Books, movies pictures all imploring the world
to remember that we existed. We even create yards of stone,
each stone calling out our name
to those who pass by.
The infinite is too large for our little minds
so we are content with our inability and move on.
But it’s still there, haunting us, driving us to fight it
and  fabricate ways to fight it.
The idea of perpetuity is a fools errand,
even if carved in stone.