Earth's Dust

a Poem

everything i was                                                                                                                        i’m not                                                                                                                                      now i’m nothing                                                                                                                     only earth’s                                                                                                                              dust   

The person I was, is no longer me. Emptied, I became nothing. As I refill my vessel, I’m reminded of human frailty, impermanence, and humility, for we are only made of dust. 

Have you let go, or something torn away?   Are you full, empty or rebuilding?  What's your story?