You’re just some flesh and bones,
blood and muscles,
an animal like all others,
nothing more, nothing less,
the cosmos don’t care just as you don’t care about the ants in the wild,
the sun shines regardless and not especially for you,
the planets revolve around it, this one included,
you revolve around it and not the other way around,
here today, gone tomorrow,
your life perhaps will make the tiniest ripple,
if you’re lucky,
if you’re blessed,
one day you’ll be ashes,
the same as all that know you,
and yet,
your daily thoughts are concerned about others,
your ego trips over itself,
thinking people care how you look, what you do,
dimming your own hopes and dreams as not to attract unwanted attention,
blunting your experience of life just to fit in,
the days are numbered,
it’s all for nothing,
meaningless,
yet the handful of days you’ve got left,
you can make them worth something,
give them meaning,
through a leap of faith,
by going towards the unknown, the uncomfortable, the uncertain,
and making your life an art,
for once it’s gone, it’s all gone,
here for a second,
from nothing, back to nothing,
ashes the final form,
in between the nothingness, be alive.