As I
leave this
world, I
worry not.
I’ll
simply
move on
to the next.
I’ve been to
many places
will be to
many more.
What we
see is not
all there is.
Realms
upon realms
there truly
be.
Existence
infinitely flows.
Caught up
in its stream
are we.
Moving from
eddy to eddy
we do, till
they dissipate,
then
flow on.
I’ve had
dreams,
seen
in part,
where
I’ve already
been.
I fear not
leaving this
place.
There are
countless
more
places
to see.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 2nd, 2018 06:26
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 9
Comments1
Awesome work and I love the artwork you chose...it fits perfectly...take care..
Hi Jason,
Thank you for reading my work. 👍🏼
JG
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