Raindrops, Ants, and Molecules On a Grain of Sand

It’s raining outside and I watch the raindrops slide down my window And I catch myself wondering which one will reach the bottom first. Then I realize they are all racing to the same conclusion; Coming to an end, gone forever as a raindrop, Joining millions of other raindrops also headed to their demise. What’s the hurry? I watch an ant crossing my kitchen table; he’s on a mission Unaware that I am watching him as he explores his universe. Then I wonder if someone is watching me as I explore my universe. Is life an onion, each layer an observed universe? Are there more layers? Are we being watched by something that is being watched, itself? I walk along the beach kicking the sand with my toes and then I remember That Carl Sagan once said there are more stars, planets, and moons In the Universe than there are grains of sand on the earth. I pick up a grain of sand and hold it in my hand, turning it over and over. The earth! Then it hits me. I am just a molecule on a grain of sand lying on the beach. Am I really that small? I walk through Times Square surrounded by thousands. Each molecule racing around on a grain of sand like ants on a mission. Each one a raindrop sliding down the window of life, observed; Racing to the same conclusion, Followed by millions of other raindrops, ants, and molecules on a grain of sand. What’s the hurry?