And then it ends
So I arrive
At places
Unexpected
Sometimes pretty
Sometimes dour
Sometimes ugly
Sometimes flowered
We are all just shadows
In the moonlight
Beneath a darkening sky
Of stars and cloud
All in motion, even I
In this moment fixed in time
Which has no memory
Or destiny
I didn’t intend to write the following, it’s just what came out. It’s not really what the challenge called for, so I’ll go back and try that one again. But I thought it was worth posting anyway. . .so here it is.
1. There’s a spiritual sensation of connectedness I get from time to time, a few moments in time that feel as though I’m connected to and can sense the existence of all things, an awareness that there is a grand spiritual reality beyond my rational ken that is graspable by my ever developing being.
The world seems
No smaller, no larger
As it crashes down
Beloved’s paean expressed
In exquisite
Architectural glory
Brought to ground
By notes of sorrow
Though beauty undiminished
An added vibrance
To the sky
Reminds me
Of your presence
The days a little brighter
The nights a little lighter
My life a little better
All for reasons
I cannot comprehend
No simple explanation
But a simple truth
My life a little better
May these fill
Your holiday
Your every day
Your life
And the lives of those
Who share your days
With an electron microscope
I cannot see within the smallest part of me
With the clearest mirror
I cannot see the me that is me
With the mightiest pen
I cannot set down the words defining me
With the cleverest mind
I cannot imagine the bounds of me
With the truest heart
I love, which is all I need to know of infinity
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