The sheer abundance of existence reminds me how small my body is in that ocean, a temporary shape made of particles that were here long before my name and will be here after it,
And the sheer abundance of existence asks me, why do I act like the universe revolves around my mood when my share of matter is smaller than my ego wants to admit,
But the sheer abundance of existence tells me, I can relax my grip on importance and simply be a living part of something far larger than me…
What I inhabit is a passage that makes me wonder how I became so loud in my head, so convinced everything depends on what I do next, as if the world pauses for my panic,
And what I inhabit is a passage that asks me, what if my task is not to control the whole world, but to care for my small portion with honesty and humility,
But what I inhabit is a passage that tells me, I can focus on what I can steward today instead of obsessing over what I can never own…
More than just a brief time makes my arguments feel smaller, my grudges feel silly, my need to “win” feel like a child tugging at the sleeve of eternity,
And more than just a brief time that asks me, if my time is this short, why would I spend it proving myself to people who will forget most of what I did anyway,
But more than just a brief time that tells me, I can spend my minutes on what feels true instead of what looks impressive…
Wide expanse helps me see how ridiculous it is to think everything rises and falls on my next move, when the world keeps turning through storms and sunrise without asking me,
And wide expanse asks me, can I let this truth humble me without humiliating me, can I let it soften my stress instead of feeding me in shame,
But the wide expanse tells me, I can be small and still be meaningful, because meaning is not measured by size…
• My share is small, and that’s okay
• The universe doesn’t depend on my panic
• Time humbles my grudges
• I can steward my portion
• Smallness can feel like relief
