Thoughts of an Evanescent I

I will die
And my ashes will fly
over the earth
under an obscure sky.

I will be just another grain of sand,
Unnoticed, surrounded by millions
Lying buried, lying obscure.

Until someday arrives,
I will run, I will fly,
I will stand on the shoulders of the wind,
And leave notes about my tryst
In the crevices of barren mountains,
In the pastures on the plateaus,
In the lap of the oceans,
And in these words in the infinities of cyberspace.

Yet after someday arrives,
I will just be a speck in the universe,
The marks left behind will all fade away,
And another maverick will occupy that space,
For now though, I’ll enjoy my fleeting glory,
Before evanescence wraps me in its shroud.


5 thoughts on “Thoughts of an Evanescent I

  1. ZSA_MD says:

    I CANNOT  believe that no body has come by to read these beautiful words. I wish I could recommend this poem a hundred times. You need to be heard. I hope a lot of my friends stop over to read your work.

  2. Susan D'Souza says:

    I can’t believe this is the first time I am reading this piece. It’s been at least 5 years since you wrote this, and I must say you living by it.. I am so proud that you are making your mark, and even after the day arrives, I assure you, you will be more than just a grain of sand!

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