look up at the night sky,
a soup bowl of cosmic enormity!
just pan the galaxies,
where time is dead , born or living!
no more delusions of greatness,
or poses of imagined miseries !
what chance we mortals stand,
for any claim of glory or grandeur?
each of us, a speck insignificant,
even great Einstein was no different.
so rejoice and sing your own song,
the birds and bees knows this, better than us.
forget your insignificance.
sing a paean to infinity and
be happy till that hour.
O
Dec 31, 2011
Dec 31, 2011 at 12:18 PM UTC
look up at the night sky,
a soup bowl of cosmic enormity!
just pan the galaxies,
where time is dead , born or living!
no more delusions of greatness,
or poses of imagined miseries !
what chance we mortals stand,
for any claim of glory or grandeur?
each of us, a speck insignificant,
even great Einstein was no different.
so rejoice and sing your own song,
the birds and bees knows this, better than us.
forget your insignificance.
sing a paean to infinity and
be happy till that hour.
O
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