Question Eternal

In water flows the depth of life running serene and calm in its beauty,
Gentle is the caress of it, against the smooth rocks of grey,
Can there be light in a gloom such as this?,
Can there be meaning in a matter so minuscule in a universe interstellar?,
Can there, lie the reason? As to y my eyes cause treason?
In a mind so grave and deep with magnitude infinite,
Can there lie a glimpse?,
The finite glimpse of a tree,
Withered white in the winter of its years,
To emerge and shine with blinding light,
To become one,
and one with all
in this cycle of eternity?