A Speck of Dust (Poem)

I am but a speck of dust

Invisible to the naked eye

The wind carries me

To the depths of the world

And once,

To the hands of a goddess

Who asked me

Whether I considered myself unlucky

I smiled and told her,

Anyone who gets to travel the world for free

Is never unlucky

She smiled,

And gave me the life I prayed to thee

I am no longer a speck of dust

But a mold of a person,

I always wanted to be

Now that everyone gets to see me

I thought I’d be happy

But I never did,

For once I fell in love

I discovered,

This life is never free

I never get to see

The same beauty twice

For my eyes were blinded away

I never get to embrace

The person I longed to please

For my arms were taken away

I never get to say

I love you as always

For my voice keeps drifting away

I never get to love

As free as a dove

For my heart was melted away

I never get to roam

Back to when I was before

For this feet can never support

A person who can never be loved

And doomed to be a dust

In the eyes of her beloved

Always

And probably forever

-   Fatima O’Hara