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Monday, May 22, 2023


 

what joy
such sorrow
this roller
coaster
we all
ride
most situations
we must
master
sometimes
too fast
for all
of us
these lasting
earthquakes
every viral
virus
so the monsters
rule
beginning
to end
bent somewhere
near every
middle
what is
then
what isn't
so easy
to stumble
so we fall
it's hard
getting too
every capable
truthful top
we live
our lives
sweet alpha
beyond
bitter omega
but in
each humble
fitful end
everything turns
to ash
then dust
so when
this sun
goes nova
all those
rival planets
past simmering mercury
shimmering venus
tribal earth
and grim red mars
consumed
by celestial
fire
such indifferent
transition
where vagrant
beginning
to flagrant end
revisions
into nightmares
collisions
into night terrors
those origins
which God
sends
in creative
darkness
out of
blinding light
so with each
contemplative
beginning
let there
be
a spark
of right
still unknowingly
hark that
mystic sight
fire doesn't
burn itself
water doesn't
know
its flowing
still nothing
deeply wrong
if humans
reaped
all knowing
we'd see
everything
God's
almighty might
with contrite
existence
envisioning
joy
seeing
perfect light

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