A Glimpse of the Place

When I become caught up in time, my time here, the urgency of it all, the self-importance, the folly, I look to the rivers, the hills, the mountains, the stars of the night.

They care not one iota for me and my causes. If they could laugh, they would. “Take a look, make yourself at home, find joy, dream, do what you must. But do not be deceived.

“Your time is a glimpse. A blink. Though you just arrived, you will be leaving soon. Others await their turns to look, to glimpse, to briefly be.”