Marking Meaningless Meters

It seems I’ve reached
An arbitrary mile
Stone in this journey
That we know as living. Just
One more step toward
Transcendent enlightenment
Or some such twaddle.
But this one, it seems, is fraught
With mystic portent
As it marks the midpoint of
A larger unit
Steeped in auspiciousness.
In the end, they’re all
Enormous multiples of
The trivial or
Insignificant fractions
Of a vast immensity.
Yet, it is my existence.

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