Small things irritate us

Big ones we ignore

What is big for me is not for you

For Messier 51 our Sun is just another star.

 

Everyday seems like the last of its kind,

the next will bring in a change.

but it does not, ever

and we keep burning like the sun

 

the wishes never stop, never lessen

the next success always enticing

but never do we reach.

and spend time staring at the moon.

 

The stars don’t ask for names,

The planets need no classifications

Light needs no speedometer

And sound no calibrator.

They all probably know their purpose,

They probably know their place

We

Overthink -

Over aspire -

Overrate –

 - Ourselves and our control over our fates.