Blink

Caught on the wing of a butterfly.
I can't help but watch the world go by.
And as I look up at the dreamy sky,
I think of how lucky, and wonder why.
What is my purpose on earth, here?
To merely watch for a blink and then disappear?
Surely my energy, is just a mere tear,
Upon the worlds capabilities and its sheer.
But I've been given life and I'll spend it well.
At least that's what I hope but without purpose i cannot tell.
And one day when I'm old and become just a shell...
I'll hope my blink was worth while, and to the ground I will dwell.

©Odd 10/01/13