Continuing yesterday’s Horizons, Part 1 is this interesting piece. There’s something magnetic about this topic, though what exactly that – the topic – is, I’m not sure either.

Impermanence is God
when lives streak across the dome
of a darkening world;
Heaven’s canopy measuring existence
by an infinity of intermissions
breaking Beginning from End,
but always resuming, progressing:
forever marching into the Void
– both prison and protector
of that narrow band of light
called Home.

Generations come;
they go. On and on.
Exhausting time itself
with every blink.

Worlds caught in perpetuum
on the edge of a fathomless oblivion,
and all branches identical:
wall-bound shadows
pondering last light,
the stars above
and the earth below.


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