Nothing inside and nothing out,
I'm just an empty vessel heading for the sun.
And whether it's me
Or my great great great descendants,
One day our yellow sun will go red giant,
And then blackhole
on its way back to the center of its revolutions,
And whatever I might carry with me
Will blaze in the fire,
While all of the things I left behind
Have already turned to ashes,
And so I rest in peace alive.
I let the earth carry me to my destination,
For I realize that
I, too, am burning.

This is my journey of ten thousand steps,
But I never have to take the first,
And I will get there anyway.

-jenn