Mark me as one who will not outlast the earth
or the melting icebergs or even the Brooklyn Bridge

Mark me as one who will have a short skip and hop
and reach the end of the sidewalk before too long now

Mark me as one who knows well his nanometric life
and sees in this ephemeral existence a hidden holy gift

Mark me as one who sees you with the same gentle eye
and wonders when you will welcome your marking, too

Mark us as ash and dust scattered about by artistic wind
landing on a timeless canvas painting we know not what

Mike Coffey
March 4, 2014
Austin, Texas
http://mccoffey.blogspot.com