All who lived and died
Fame has no upside
As a river flows over time
Those remembered are forgotten
Look at life over two hundred millennia
From the first Sapiens looking above
And the millennia to come
Where does an individual fit in eons?
Watching the clouds pass by
Is life nothing much, and death no evil?
Saturday, February 27, 2021
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
See Plato, and Marcus Aurilius Antonius Pius, Meditations. V11.35.