life is an exercise
of humility,
and I am hemorrhaging
my sanity
waking walker
stumbling in futility
knowing my existence
is less than a pittance
knowing that
in the cosmic swirl
of heavenly bodies
constantly moving
I am not even a speck.
My power is limited
as is my comprehension.
I am settled on
shifting sands
and this position
is even more precarious
then I can imagine it to be
because this planet is spinning
while rotating around a star
that is the heart of a
moving galaxy
in a rapidly expanding universe.