2.

Into a vast expanse, I step with wonder, 
A factory of robots, towering high. 
Machines in motion, tasks I can't decipher, 
Creating things unknown, their purpose wry. 
Autonomous, they need no guide to ponder, 
Just endless work, no end or reason why. 
I walk the perimeter, seeking a clue, 
But there are no answers, as night approaches.