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Fragility

It’s a tiny world out there
30,000 over 4 billion
A speck over a dot

I’m a passing face down there
Feeling with severity
A vapor in the wind

We thought we were the center
In a cosmos that gives no care
To our importance

Time has shown we’re small
A rowboat in a sea of time
Tossed about in dark matter

Yet we’re the universe given thought
The conscious birthed by change
The children of the stars

It’s our insignificance that gives us meaning
It’s finality that defines memory
Mortality that gives meaning to life

Earth is beautiful in its fragility
Hanging from an orbital thread
Suspended in a sunbeam

This small existence is a gift
Our marble in a sea of black
Our momentary lives

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