you range from a butterfly wing
to a metal cauldron thing.
What will they say thousands of years from now,
will a face have your name?
A crystalline structure of
please, anybody, look at me!
Would it make a difference to know
the exact mathematical equation,
the sum of every experience and
physical combination it took
to create you?
Would you feel valid then?
Rubber stamps on the bottoms of your shoes,
the beach was never fulfilling for you.
Impermanence is key, but permanence is truth.
Everything you do matters.