truly,
in the
big picture.
we are,
one
and
all.

a
vapoured breath,
set.
upon a zephyrs tail.

one point
in a pontilism
painting.
a
single
dot,
staining
the canvas,
beautiful.

a
solitary
sliver of silicon,
seeded
into the beach's
sandy dunes.

a
nanite
navigating,
a
nano second.

a  
glimpse of glory.

a miniscule moment.


truly,
this
is
what
we
are.

but
we believe,
that we
are,
the centre,
the axis
the
revolutionary
point.

and
that,
we may
well
be

can we not,
be,
all this and more

that is
our
conundrum
we are nothing
and
we are all.