So much potential.
Sullen. Despondent. Stagnating.
Lethargy creeping in.
Spreading like a choking weed.
A lingering visitor he never invited,
Sapping momentum and gnawing at his soul.
But all around him,
Nature rejoices in her freedom,
And dances with boundless energy.
On a single planet amongst trillions,
Life gallops unbridled.
Endless creation returning to dust,
And every last atom,
Born from one Big Bang.
From a void of nothingness,
Potential demands release.