Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Eternity

Eternity strides gracefully
Through the cosmic emptiness
Filled by fleeting embers
Of a once-burning dream.

With blind patience she waits
Perceiving no time, or space
Only ripples of existence
That dance inconsequentially through her mind.

She moderates universal extremes
With no action but her being
And though it is impossible
She yearns for death's sweet embrace.

1 Comments:

Blogger Spontaneous Combustion said...

Wow that gets sad at the end, it's good, and I guarantee you most teenagers have thought the exact same thoughts (just no as poetic of course).

8:17 PM  

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