Cycle.
Sun
goes
down.
Darkness.
Sun
rises.
New
day
dawns.
Light
returns.
Death .
Rebirth.
Cosmic
cycle of
things,
reality.
No ending.
No beginning.
Spinning
orbs.
Revolving
orbs.
Returning
to origin.
All cyclic
in nature.
Never
ending.
Snake
eating
its tail.
All is
energy.
Recycling
energy.
Pulsating
energy.
Changing
forms,
but never
dies.
All that
ever was
returns.
Such
is the
nature
of things
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 6th, 2024 08:33
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Comments3
To give an account.
Thanks for reading
Loved the format of this poem with its one word lines and the flow that it promoted. Nicely done.
Thank you.
We will all return John.
Andy
I thinks so too..
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