The Quote is from a longer poem:
"We are but stardust and memories of Forgotten Dreams,Try meditating on it and see where it takes you.
Only our minds are servant to wind and cherry blossoms.
We sit in the nothing, swirling our feet in this life until it is done.
Then comes the rain and the smell of new grass."
(What? I'm a warrior poet like the old samurai and the Scots, you slobs. Get some culture. I'm goin' for some more Icy-Hot.)