Small.

Watcher of the skies.  Wondering at the Geminids makes me feel pleasantly small.

Just Think!

Just think! some night the stars will gleam

   Upon a cold, grey stone,

And trace a name with silver beam,

   And lo! ’twill be your own.

That night is speeding on to greet

   Your epitaphic rhyme.

You life is but a little beat

   Within the heart of Time.

A little gain, a little pain,

   A laugh, lest you may moan;

A little blame, a little fame,

   A star-gleam on a stone.

- Robert Service

Mozart, Exultate Jubilate, "Alleluia"

Julia Lazhneva, performs ...