Ode to the World

World of dark depths and clear skies Mysteries waiting to be discovered Excitement around every corner Places waiting to be found, mapped out, and shared Full of the sounds of life Birds singing, crickets chirping, laughter flying on the wind Hear the streams bubbling, and the leaves fluttering Allowing dogs to run, frogs to croak Watching life pass by Listening to the love of laughter and the sadness of cries And always there to do it When the creatures pay attention They can hear you talking in the whisper of the wind Feel the warmth of your soil-brown hair See the liquid pools of blue that are your eyes Shiver at your pal skin in the depths of winter Always feeling your gaze but never knowing exactly where to look You are everywhere and nowhere, everything and nothing Never staying in one place long A traveler, a wanderer, full of insatiable wanderlust Your fiery temper and kind heart at war Exploding like a volcano with anger or calm rolling off of you like waves You seem like you will last forever A never ending light in an infinity of dark But eventually you will fade Your light going out like the sunset dropping below the horizon Your warmth disappearing into the cold blackness of space The creatures will not cry for you For they will already be gone Having lived their lives discovering your mysteries Mapping out your newly found places Listening to your birds sing and your crickets chirp All as you fade into the endless universe