You think you’re just a tiny speck,
In this vastness to infinity.
But my dear, you are so much more!
If only you saw what I can see.
You’re not meaningless in this world—
You’re a part of it,
Just as it’s a part of you.
It’s odd. Inexplicable, even,
The power all our souls have,
To love, to laugh, and share this joy,
To actually leave a mark.
You are me, in a different life,
And you’ve already lived a thousand.
We’re voices in a crowd,
Waiting to be heard.
We’re the children of the Universe,
And Stardust runs in our blood.
∼ © Shubhangi Srinivasan.
Hey everyone! In the spirit of National Poetry Writing Month, I will be writing some poems for every day of April. Each Day will have a new prompt. I hope I can keep up with the challenge. You can join me in celebrating #NaPoWriMo 2019 and check out the prompts here. I’ll look forward to hearing from you.
Featured image © Venu Iyer.