A speck in a vast, endless universe
We seem so small, so insignificant
But perhaps our worth is not determined by size
For even the smallest of lives can hold great significance
We are but a fleeting moment in time
Our existence ephemeral and finite
But does this mean our lives hold no value?
Not at all, for we are all a part of the grand design
The supreme intelligence that created all things
Living and non-living, entities and beings
Their vast and infinite knowledge extends beyond our understanding
But that does not mean our actions hold no weight, no meaning
For even the smallest of actions can have great impact
Rippling out through time and space
So let us not be blinded by the vainness of this world
But let us embrace the finite nature of life and all it holds
For in the grand scheme of things, we may be just a spec
But that does not diminish the value of our lives, our hearts, and our breath.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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