A Pebble in the the Hands of Time

I am here
In this world I exist
I am here
In this world I live
To search for my meaning
To make of myself
To marvel at existence
To savor existence.

I am here
Thrown into being
Free and unencumbered
To build myself
To understand myself
To create my self.

I am here
An anomaly of wonders
An enigma of proportions
But I am here
And when I am gone
Then I am gone no more
But lives only
In the memories of those I touched.

I am here
A pebble in the hands of time.