If you had swum across the furthest ocean
And seen the vastness of infinity
Though dread of death might seize you, you’d still see
The rolling waves in never-ceasing motion

You’d still see something: Schools of dolphins swimming
Across the green and placid waters, skimming
The clouds, the sun and the moon, stars overhead –
You will see nothing in that void all round
You will not hear your footsteps where you tread
Beneath your feet, you’ll feel no solid ground
Goethe