The Perfect Fit

The sun doesn't know that I'm different
The sun doesn't notice I'm here
The air doesn't know that I'm special
The air doesn't care that I'm there
The moon glows on me just the same
The moon doesn't care who I am
And time has never stopped for anyone
Since time began.

No, my dust won't be any different
Than dust has ever been
My bones won't seem more magnificent
Than bones have ever seemed
But I won't be any less
Than any other thing
And it takes me by surprise
How comforting that is. 
 

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Aviva Rifka Bhandari

Thu 11th Mar 2021 00:56

Thank you Nigel, that is such a lovely comment to make. ? ?

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Nigel Astell

Thu 11th Mar 2021 00:51

The way you live
the poetry you give
to me the perfect fit.

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Aviva Rifka Bhandari

Wed 10th Mar 2021 20:29

Thanks for your comment Stephen ?
Just to show what a goldfish I am the last two lines take me by surprise every time I read it (even though I'm the one who wrote it)

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Stephen Gospage

Wed 10th Mar 2021 17:39

Yes, a thought-provoking poem.

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Aviva Rifka Bhandari

Wed 10th Mar 2021 10:41

Thank you both, A Girl and John Coopey, I am very grateful for your comments.

Thanks also to everyone who has clicked 'Like' for this poem ?

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John Coopey

Wed 10th Mar 2021 10:03

Lovely observations on mortality, Aviva.
“How Little I Am In It All” (traditional hymn)
and
“If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping in a room with a mosquito” (the Dalai Lama).
Remarkable that both are true.

A Girl

Wed 10th Mar 2021 09:59

You are right, it is comforting.

AG

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