On Living

This earth will grow cold,
a star among stars
and one of the smallest,
a gilded mote on blue velvet—
I mean this, our great earth.
This earth will grow cold one day,
not like a block of ice
or a dead cloud even
but like an empty walnut it will roll along
in pitch-black space . . .
Nazım Hikmet Ran

Hello everyone.
Here is the sculpture that i inspired from Nazım Hikmet's poem named On Living.