Microcosm Poem by Oleg Vorobyov

What is my life against that of a star,
Against that of the Cosmos awe-inspiring?
A worthless sec, an instantaneous flash,
A breezy flop, an innuendo's worth...

I am here, and next fraction I am gone,
To be replaced by fellows ephemeral.
The substance of my life and coil of thoughts
Are null and void against the Universe!

The destiny's child is brought onto the earth
To breathe just once, gasp, whisper "farewell".
What orbits it, what shakes it, what transports
In most awesome maelstrom of the Boundless?

I cry into the face of the Irrevocable:
Do mind me, I've got mind and will to live!
I'm worth all infinite space transmutations!
I am to feel, to love while you destroy!