I am immortal, omniscient, and powerful.
My legacy will live on in perpetuity.
The snow is gently falling outside
and so am I.
Rising too quickly
I lose my balance and stumble
head first into a wall.
I catch myself before
anything happens.
Anxiety and trepidation fills me
as I realize
I am not eternal.
I stand for only a few moments,
collecting myself, contemplating life, and
existence.
I am a mere breath, a wisp
in the cosmic scheme of things.
Will I live on?
How will I be remembered?
As a tyrant or as a saint?
Surely somewhere in-between.
As my anxiety fades a humbleness ensues.
A gentle reminder that time is not infinite
and all I can know is brevity.
What will I do with this little reminder?
-MR, 10/14/18
My legacy will live on in perpetuity.
The snow is gently falling outside
and so am I.
Rising too quickly
I lose my balance and stumble
head first into a wall.
I catch myself before
anything happens.
Anxiety and trepidation fills me
as I realize
I am not eternal.
I stand for only a few moments,
collecting myself, contemplating life, and
existence.
I am a mere breath, a wisp
in the cosmic scheme of things.
Will I live on?
How will I be remembered?
As a tyrant or as a saint?
Surely somewhere in-between.
As my anxiety fades a humbleness ensues.
A gentle reminder that time is not infinite
and all I can know is brevity.
What will I do with this little reminder?
-MR, 10/14/18
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