Life is fleeting..
Life is fleeting, that we do not seem to reconcile ourselves with, We jump and leap, sprint and scramble, Reaching for things we think we need. Little do we realise our own fragile state, How vulnerable and exposed we are. How loosely made we are, That we can come apart at any given time. There are things that lie, Beyond our human capabilities. And yet we feel almost invincible. We walk the surface of the earth, Like the victors and inheritors that we never we are.