where is your ambition?

we live in an age of forgetfulness
and obliviousness of the beauty
which surrounds us.
connects us

bound by threads, created and
destroyed by ourselves simultaneously

understanding and being sentient
so temptingly close, flirtingly,
as illusions of our own grandeur distract

by looking at how small we are,
the cogs that we serve as,
one can find humility,
the key to these self-binding chains

by looking at how broadly we influence each other,
we can understand how powerful we are

we need to forget...
everything that can seem so important
and remember...
all that seemed so trivial, easy

we are waves, lapping away at our foundations,
powerful enough to destroy what we are given,
fragile enough to be wiped out from existence,
at the flicker of the cosmos;
the beckon of a divine finger.

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