Reminded in the most humbling of moments that you are just part of the food chain. You had forgotten this. Love, light and infinity aside, a mighty trail of breakfasts, lunches and dinners blazed down your back, spread across your thighs and posted flags on your calves and ankles. Your feet really had no choice at that point but to surrender.
You are nothing but a meal. You know that now.
You give up, you acquiesce to every predator you've ever met, particularly the ones who anesthetize first.
Bow and stay silent, become the ash you already are.