ripples

On the bridge

At water's edge

I throw the stone, life

Across the water.

Ripples of my being

In circles reach out

Each ring, a decade

Of one's life;

A story of growth.

Until, slowly the

Ripples peters out;

No-more like life.

Deceased, the size

Of an atom.

To that of the universe

Which also peters out

Like ripples spreading to nothing.