we are humble
facing our own fragility
but then boasting about
seeds scattered
beggars helped

we are like traces
of consumed chemicals
first we shine
in different colours
& then no one
even notice it

we are like rain
in drought
first we help
the grass
& then it covers us
with green

we are like pages
from a new book
that read
is then left on a shelf
to gather borders
of dust