We
can only cover that which we know, and bemoan
Or ignore that which we don’t. This leaves billions
Upon billions of stars never mentioned in poems.
And I’m sorry, I’ve either forgotten or never knew
Or ignore that which we don’t. This leaves billions
Upon billions of stars never mentioned in poems.
And I’m sorry, I’ve either forgotten or never knew
Your
name in the first place. So, why should I be
Distressed and upset that there are too many mysteries
Left lying beneath the gravid granite stone? I feel like
The depressed geologist who neglected to reveal a link
Distressed and upset that there are too many mysteries
Left lying beneath the gravid granite stone? I feel like
The depressed geologist who neglected to reveal a link
Between
you, me and some grand universal theme. Did
You happen to see that sudden meteor flash in last night’s
Western sky? Its light was bright, but came to a fiery end
In less than a second.
You happen to see that sudden meteor flash in last night’s
Western sky? Its light was bright, but came to a fiery end
In less than a second.
Imagine,
billions of years...and in a flash, gone just like that!
Now consider you and me, universally speaking. No wonder There is so much grieving among those who survive.
Now consider you and me, universally speaking. No wonder There is so much grieving among those who survive.
Chris
Hanch 1-6-17
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