
Infinite potential. A bottomless tidal pool of cause and effect.
Memories made. Lessons learned.
Lives and loves, both lived and lost.
The promise of change,
and the overwhelming fear of its unwavering persistence.
The curse of impermanence,
and the circumventing paradox of infinite choice.
Destiny, tragedy, and the lack.
Everything that ever was; Ever could be
never will.
Converging. Conspiring. Conceiving,
All-encompased, in a paper-thin calcium confine.
Growing. Evolving.
Fold by gentle fold.
Waiting,
for the day the sky splits open
and you come spilling out
to mingle with the cosmos;
Or fry in a pan.
About the Creator
J
I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil
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