In the Brevity of Your Life by JMEC

So much living in the brevity of your life.

All of it softly, uniquely yours.

One solitary chance to be noticed; to soar, seeing the world like a bird in silent flight,

catching on your tiny crystalized arms,

the faintest hints of moonlight and sunlight and starlight,

throwing them back down for all to see your art; creating your miniscule stamp on the landscape, becoming part of something collectively more beautiful

than what you, the individual, equisitely are.

Perhaps in doing so, you even realize you have purpose and that you bring joy, and that you communicate with and touch others.

Only once will you know the meandering descent in crisp air,

softly landing in the arms of kindered spirits to rest and meld.

Softly, golden-warm-glow draws you up, away, and home

to wait for your re-birth as something quite new.

As you mist into the atmosphere, the ground below you sighs gently,

as if to say she will miss you for now.