Space



Space

Empty and sprawling, space surrounds me

I drift along, allowing myself to be carried away.

And not too far below, Earth spins slowly

Floating above it all, I can just barely see them:

People



People,

Walking around, driving to work,

On the school bus, and grocery shopping

Living their lives, always moving and going

Rarely stopping



People,

They are fascinating to observe.

Frenzied ants, working on their anthill

Running back and forth going about their day

Constant movement


People,

Building lives, trying to leave their marks.

Wanting to be known, spending their lives

Spraying the hydrant; trying to say "I was here"

Living in fear of anonymity


People

From the tranquility of space,

I can almost remember being one of them

And yet, time stands still for me while they,

Continue on.


The wide expanse sprawls around me.

I glide sluggishly through space.

Watching Earth, which feels like a distant memory;

I almost wish to join them, but I am miles away from
People


Comments

  1. I love the feeling of watching people from a distance, and this poem captures it very well. Looking forward to discussing this in class.

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