The Sun

Avatar Author: soup i write stuff sometimes. Read Bio

And in the end, we’re still revolving.
The planets are still spinning.
The people are still yearning.

What can we make of the constant struggle?
Is anything worth lusting, wishing for at all?
Maybe not here, maybe not in our solar system.

Or maybe, we can only think of what lies around us.
What we cherish, but never remember.
In the end, we’re still revolving.

What can we do besides what we’re doing now?
Things get unbearable, things get lonely.
But we’re still revolving.

After two hundred thousand years
After eighty years
We’re still revolving.
Breathing.
Constantly living.

Things will be okay.

View this story's details

Comments

Get the conversation started! All you have to do is Sign In and you can post your comment.

Not yet a member of our fun little community? It's cool, Joining Ficly is fast, fun, and easy!

Inspired by

I wonder what the Voyager thought as it approached. I wonder what it thought when it saw the blue color, possibly teaming with life and civil...

Neptune (The Eighth Planet from the Sun) by soup