In the web of things

I know I am but a tiny spec in the virtual universe
Waiting to be discovered
Just like the many galaxies
Who knows what miracles they might be holding within
May be there are men that are better than us
May be they call themselves differently
We have to live with this tragedy of not knowing
Not knowing fully, not knowing enough
But we have to continue to exist, create and evolve
Just like they do
That's our purpose. Just being, and just going on.