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Floating in a medium

Somewhere Between the micro and the macro–

The world of microbes

And that of galaxies–

And, lacking the ability

To deeply peer

In either direction,

To probe what mysteries lie beyond our senses

And other means of detection,

Or even to suss out where

In the entire panoply of existence,

We truly belong,

We nonetheless fancy ourselves,

Unashamedly,

And without a speck of proof,

The masters of our fates–

Assuming ourselves invincible,

The dominant species–

Even though the extent of our domain

Fails to reach

So far as the tips of our noses

Or that our existence

Serves a purpose far different

Than our imaginations would lead us to believe

And not one in which

We play the starring roles.

Tim Konrad

2020.05.19