Depiction：
When seen from the vast scale of the universe, we are no more than a speck of dust.
Yet, in our own perception, an ant, a single cell, even a distant planet can each carry the weight of an entire microcosm.
They fight, love, build, collapse—all in patterns that resemble a repeating fractal structure, looping endlessly across different scales.
Sometimes I imagine a distant presence looking down at us,
watching these tiny yet persistent universes pulse with life—
perhaps even feeling a quiet sense of affection for us.
Under the blue sky, these small beings each maintain a universe of their own,
and that very realization becomes an unexpectedly poetic comfort.
