We do not know for sure the big and small.
We only comprehend the in-between.
Of earth and sky, we think we know it all,
But theorize from what we touch and see.
The galaxies almost too far from sight
Are said to be expanding out through space.
The theories rest upon colors of light
And formulas devised to guess the pace.
Unseen are atoms and the cores of stars,
Yet, we are told the two are intertwined,
And though we cannot measure all that far,
We trust the math of scientific minds.
The universe by theory is explained,
And still, we have no clue how it was made.