My Place in the Universe
The afternoon sun has lost all its hype
The clouds decorated with rainbows have gone home
And the bravado of the thunders has died down
Slowly and surely with the fragile mind and limbs
The man descends
Reluctantly accepting its place in the universe
Gone are the looks from the tree above
Pitying the seen unseen
Less complex, less evolved
Bacteria and viruses
Sheep and cows and millipedes
The simple amoeba and earthworms
Once I know them intimately
They all appear equal or better life forms
All made in the image of the creator
Having what they need to be alive and propagate
Their progenies for millions of years
Even in some cases
Equipped with better tools than me.
In the twinkle of the eyes
The young parents become ancestors
The new born babies have babies
As if the time stands still
and we come and go after a sojourn here
With humility I accept my existence
As a tiny part in the march of life
All across the mother earth and beyond.
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May 2011 |