Unknown

 When the Earth is engulfed by the Sun

And Andromeda collides with the Milky Way,

Where will you be, oh progeny?

What is your domain to roam?

What lifespan, what your power be?

And communicate how?

Across what universe at length?

What questions and quests do urge you on now?

And all but forgotten antiquity

Like some artifact quaint-- 

I sit and contemplate

Here, alone.

And now like some infant 

Glimpses the unfathomable unknown.