Where Am I Now?

 Is it a bad place to be

In the outer arm of the Galaxy,

Orbiting an average star -

Sitting on a little rock ,

Not too close, not too far -

Endowed with a brief marathon of life,

In a peculiar slice of spacetime,

That never was, that never will be,

But is now at its prime;

At the crossroads of my own

Past choices and future possibilities,

With the people I love and know,

And life’s messy realities?

No, I think it is good, even so great,

That a confluence of  circumstances

Led to my being in such a state;

So circumstantial from the start,

That I never cease to appreciate;

So improbable my existence,

That I marvel at such a fact!