I am a cairn.
Built up out of stones
Each cobble a manifestation
of some idiosyncrasy
no one stone describing completely but
the sum total of comprising mine entity

Her hips swayed like the leaves
Caught in a crisp Autumnal breeze.

Stoic as I stare,
Into the limitless abyss
Encompassing our limited lifespans.
Incomprehensible: The amount which I will forever be unable to comprehend.
Knowledge: unobtainable and forbidden.
And Sun, moon, and stars,
you vain celestial bodies,
Cursed to far longer an egotistical existence than mine own span,
you are but vapor.
With this cogitation, I might face death with sheer tenacity,
I shall stare him in the face and claim I am not afraid
For all die one day.
And still I tremble.