We are just grains of sand in the vast cosmic ocean
One key element that makes death so weird and disconcerting is that we are but dust in the wind, quickly blown away and forgotten, yet when we inevitably leave this veil of tears, a unique sensory, psychological, and intellectual universe, an entire history in the form of a multi-layered personal saga, disappears along with us.
I have written Tanka poetry about the vastness and wonders of the cosmos, and our transitory place in it, inspired by Carl Sagan and by astrophotographer @TerryMaurice:
https://robertmcbrydeauthor.com/celestial-deception-a-tanka-poem/
https://robertmcbrydeauthor.com/the-pelican-nebula/
https://robertmcbrydeauthor.com/triangulum-galaxy-a-tanka-poem/
https://robertmcbrydeauthor.com/inexpressible-cosmic-beautyand-empty-space/
Your friend,
Robert
https://robertmcbrydeauthor.com/
