Human's essence

We are whispers floating with the wind,

A light that dances in the darkness of shadows:

Tied to the earth, yet made of sky and flames

Carved from the stars with hands that know the void.

Within our hearts, the oceans rise and fall:

Tides of both joy and sorrow are found,

A song unsung but heard in every breath

A silent hymn that trembles in our veins.

We are the dreamers stucked between two worlds:

The one we have and the one we seek.

Looking for the sacred in the mundane hours,

In moments we're lost, yet flowing with time.

In our frailty, we hold a hidden strength:

The will to love, to rise, to heal, to break.

We are the wanderers from distant lands

And yet we carry our home within our soul.

For what is life but lights of the stars,

Reflected in our brief, unspoken gaze?

The universe is vast, and we—so small,

Still, we strive to know, to touch, to be.

We are the essence of the boundless whole

A short breath, a low voice within the dark.

And in our seeking with no end, we become:

Both everything and nothing, all at once.