Tapestry

 

At the end

we wonder

Where could we have done more?

and why didn’t we?

 

With so much energy used

pursuing self

as if that truly mattered

 

The macro of I am

which dominated the landscape

from horizon to horizon

is marginalized to a micro of mass

on the verge of imploding

into the nothingness of a cosmic spark

 

Each leaves an imprint.

For whom and to what degree

it touches

or changes

the future,

is never known

 

Being no more than a mosaic speck

in the evolutionary tapestry,

designed and planned

to bring each life

once again

back to its creator

 

~Branch Isole © 2008