Staring Into Space Testo

Sometimes I stare into space. Immersed in deep thought, I think of this place. Where I was born, where i'll be put in a grave. Where happiness and hardships collide in your face. Is there a meaning for our time? I have ideas but could I be right? A mind is so big, yet our world is so small. Put it together, and something prevails. Maybe the meaning is only for you. A whole life of searching, what can you conclude?