Asteroid impact

Watching that asteroid hanging in the sky every day

taught me how precious each moment could be,

but it wasn’t always that way.

Seeing a mass 

one hundred kilometres wide

bearing down all day.

all night

does little to inspire hope.

Knowing it would only be a year until 

the New Moon crashes down

left a vacuum,

a world devoid of

love, hope, compassion, touch, scent, sound, vibration, energy, and faith,

where there are no more spectrums

and no more starts or finishes.

One is left with only now.

Only a collection of ugly, unshaped moments 

to be carved and whittled and molded into renewed brilliance

glittering defiantly in the face of extinction.

Of course, the New Moon will come down

and all of this will come to bear as just

a path to death and transformation

and letting go of comfort is never easy.

There are still people staring up,

thinking and maybe believing

we can steer the New Moon away from Earth.

Maybe we can even mine it.

Maybe we can strike a bargain with god while we’re at it.

Only a man can think of escaping by a nut hair 

and have the gall to make a demand.

But,

I understand the Great Fear.

I understand looking up at the asteroid 

and knowing how much time is left,

how every minute past is a minute lost

and every minute lost is one where a sense goes unused.

Some sound unheard,

some sight unseen,

some flower unsmelled,

some fruit untasted,

some beauty untouched,

some emotion unfelt.

Of course,

sometimes 

feeling nothing,

ignoring everything

on an abstract timeline is what allows for existence;

in a world with an ageless earth and an indeterminate lifespan

everything can be deferred.

Hearts can go unbroken,

promises can be be kept,

hopes never failed,

and 

dreams never killed.

I, however, want to know I haven’t left money on the table 

when the New Moon,

a hundred kilometres wide,

blasts through the atmosphere.

Whatever my life turns out to be,

I want my senses burned out and emptied.

I don't want anything left unfelt.

I want to 

stand and feel

the heat and

the shockwave and

the final rush

before I become dust.