Going underground

 I'm going underground again

Yes I'm going underground

All these things that I have found

Means I'm going underground

I'm listening for the sound again

I'm listening for the sound

Of rushing air

To know you are there

To feel what I have found

Into the void we explore

We reach

We think it's new

But if you uncover what is hidden

What is it you've found?

It wasn't lost - this cavern

It was made without intention

Only by our own invention

Have we invested it with meaning

Humans must project deep significance to each action 

for without it we are sliding through a chaotic vacuum

But does this mastery of emotion

Lead to anything but rationalization 

The ability to see a picture as a whole

But yet framed by our own conception

Nature is still an unfathomable question

How or why we are here, just a drop in an ocean

Yet some frame of reference must be taken

For otherwise fear is the overriding emotion

And the only antidote to fear is love