on being insignificant…

“while you were busy branching out,

exploring possibilities without borders,
i struggled with simple survival.
while you were busy investing time into the bank of expected dividend,
i imagined the reciprocation of interest.
while you were busy extolling the benefits of benevolence –
tossing statements of supposed compassion –
i dodged stones of indifference.
while you were busy expanding your universe,
i prayed for forgiveness –
pried unsuccessfully,
the thorn of jealousy from my side.
and in a moment of unexpected clarity –
understood the significance of being –
insignificant,
walked with purposeless lack of intention the landscape of alone.
spent quality time with just myself,
while you were busy…”

standing too close to the edge…

dangling –
here –
mere inches from release,
terrified to lose control!
 
pondering –
the forward,
and reverse –
confused,
unsure…
 
what if i take the step –
will my footing hold?
the edge is much too close,
and i am yet afraid…
 
that nothing will replace
the insignificance i have become
and i’ll fall –
headlong –
into less than –
something.
 
un-missed,
a stone thrown in the pond –
so small –
no sound,
no tell-tale –
ripples!