Forever Away

This planet of ours
rolls so consistently
through its appointed rounds
we can easily forget
it is not itself
immortal
but will have an end date
long after our own.

When we realize
how little will likely be left
to remember us
on that day
we set upon it
tooth and nail, desperate
to make a permanent mark
of some sort.

Heh,
and really,
and oh please,
the earth responds.

By the time I’m old enough
to welcome my end
I will have smoothed you 
forever away.

 

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3 responses to “Forever Away

  • Eileen

    Reblogged this on Laughter: Carbonated Grace and commented:
    “will have smoothed you forever away.”
    Ain’t it the truth, Ruth! So much effort, so little impact, and even that temporary. Makes me consider going back to bed, except the ice coated trees outside my windows create a moment of beauty, so perhaps my purpose is simply to cry “holy.”

  • Eileen

    ” will have smoothed you
    forever away.”
    Ain’t it the truth, Ruth! So much effort, so little impact, and even that temporary. Makes me consider going back to bed, except the ice coated trees outside my windows create a moment of beauty, and perhaps my purpose it is simply to cry, “holy.”

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