And as each fleeting moment passes in my
tiny, insignificant existence,
I can feel the earth calling for me.
I long to be smothered in
her overwhelming embrace of
dirt, fire, air, water.

As the clock whispers moments past,
I can hear the breeze
call for me,
the desperation echoing long after
the sad sound fades.

The universe reminds me daily
of my humanity.
Constantly keeping me aware
of my
inevitable ending.

Time will not pause.
The universe will go on.
Live now.