A short poem on death, space, and time.
From Out There…
The view of us from some
undiscovered universe
must reveal us
blinking winking in and out
of life and death
death and life
Our bright
brief lives sparkle through time
We are the tiny lights of fireflies
reflecting in and on the liquid dark skin
of a lake
during some late Indian summer’s night
On and on
going throughout
the vastness of ages.
— Nigia