Spark

I am but a spark of existence in the sea of void

readily extinguished

readily forgotten 

A grain of sand upon a precipice

Confronted with the yearning of eternity

Beckoning a breath of wind

A leaf upon the surface of an ocean

Laying atop the secrets of an aeon

oblivious to the lightless expanse below

Every reminder of fragility burdens the soul

a frigid gust of withered time

To what end do I persist?

Yet, without the constraints of infinity

Life holds no flame

The traversal of mortality holds no merit

And the majesty of the universe holds no witness.