On a pale blue dot, suspended on a sunbeam, amidst an unyielding vastness of nothing; an unassuming mote of debris in a cosmic whirlwind, circling a ravenous maw of annihilation, betrothed to oblivion; where temporary kings are momentary masters of a fraction of a speck of dust. Or perhaps in my mind, alone.
(with many apologies to Carl Sagan)