A speck of dust,
a flicker of annoyance
brushed away in an instant,
and forgotten almost immediately,
insignificant
in our world.
but in the universe
we are these microscopic things.
Yes, vague things:
we live;
we die;
our purpose;
our ultimate reason for living.
Who knows?
But one thing is for sure:
to destroy is all we do
to survive.
Light, flickering,
out it is blown
and we're gone.
insignificant
forgotten by all.
