Unto Dust

Shall I return?

You are born without your permission
and on the very exact nature
You'll be reclaimed without any warnings

It is so unfair to worry,
and to endlessly fuss about life,
when it doesn't care about us,

Tomorrow morning,
when life will choose to leave you,
the world will go on
just like you never existed in the first place.

—Namaste,
Andrea