The Riddle

Bit by bit, the story unfolds
one.. zero.. , one.. zero..
zero.. one.. , zero.. one..
goes infinitely, on and on..

Something here, nothing there..
a deck, made only of aces and fools
a backdrop, of either or's and neither nor's
a galaxy distant, of dissipating supernovas
and spiraling blackholes
Repetitive extremes,
a pattern, a monotone
Dual in nature
left hanging in the balance
by what, is a riddle
yet to be figured..

And here amongst the binaries
lies, many empty infinities
patiently waiting to be filled!
So fill it my dear,
with ones or zeroes?
don't matter really, once done
close your eyes, trust me
type it, bit after bit
trace it, with your fingertip
Coz my dear
that's how you read, this story
bits to bytes to binaries
until you find, yet another Infinity, to fill..

This riddle, is not for us to figure
But for us to create, here goes
One.. One.. One.. One..
Zero.. Zero.. Zero.. Zero