Our Place
It’s funny to think
How little we matter
In the cosmos
One planet at the edge of
One galaxy
So small,
In the vast contingency of space and time
That is our world.
And yet,
We do matter.
We are here,
Born of “coincidence”
We are a fragile world
Made precious by the fate befallen us.

 


Comments


Your comment will be posted after it is approved.


Leave a Reply