Insignificantly Me

I’m only one of billions of my kind 
breathing in the same atmosphere 
from eons gone by. . . 
just a spec in God’s eye 
Perhaps, we’re just the latest whim 
Perhaps, the greatest 
Perhaps, perhaps not. 
You’re only one of billions, just like me 
In that respect, we’re the same 
All breathing the same air 
from the same atmosphere of eons gone by. . .  
just a blink of an eye, just a wink in time 
Perhaps, we’re at the top of the food chain 
Perhaps, an evolutionary game  
where we pretend, we’re also at the top 
Made in the image of God Himself 
The best of the best, better than all the rest 
of billions and billions of species 
All surviving as if this was some kind of test 
on this Big Blue spherical nest 
spinning around and around our Sun 
that blocks out the others and becomes the One and only 
for a while, daily really, but when 
the nighttime comes with that spotlight    to our backs 
It’s only One amongst billions of sparkles    in the black  
Billions now visible to my naked eyes, I take them all in.
Yet with a little telescopic help, we all know better. 
There’s an infinite number beyond our nakedness,
beyond the vastness of possibilities
Physicists would have us believe 
this Universe of ours is but one of an infinite 
Number of Quantum realities 
Perhaps 
When I look to the stars I see 
Them looking down at me like eyes. . .
Like all eyes on me, can you believe it? 
Insignificant me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Woods Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 7:09 AM
Wonderful, thoughtful poem... i feel this way sometimes too... and think every other person on earth has a soul and minds that live within their own thoughts just like me...and yet God says he loves us and knows us right down to the number of hairs on our heads! Xo
Bartley Avatar
November 29, 2024 at 12:53 PM
Thanks for stopping by. Off to catch up on you and Woody.
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