Primal Powers

There's no limit to the infinite 
or to the subatomic 
You can always go bigger 
Always go smaller 
That's how it works in God's arithmetic 

Sometimes it feels like you can't stand it
The forces pulling you outward and apart 
The forces driving you to shrink within 
But you are made of primal powers 
just like everything 

Think of how strong you've already been 
How often you've been reconfigured and lived
The times you found even more to give 
though you felt entirely depleted 

The pebble in the ocean gets 
sanded down but persists 
Its basic building blocks remain 
even when microscopic 

The asteroid belt in the 
reaches of space scatters far 
but there's plenty of room to
sprawl out among stars 

Plenty of room to buckle 
and reshape among friends 
I promise the breakdown 
isn't the end 

There isn't an end 
There is only transformation 
Remember that always when 
you're feeling impatient