Shadows
of once
was.
Shadows
of what’s
yet to
be.
Shadows
of what
may
never be.
Shadows,
ghosts really.
Undulating
aether.
Quantum
probability.
Spirits.
Pulsating
rippling
energy.
Creation
bound.
Bound
tight.
Spirts.
Apparitions
of realty.
Deeper
meaning
penetration,
generation.
Writhing
potential
bubbling
up, then
fade back
from whence
it came.
Changing
incarnations
of possibility.
Unknown.
Reality thus
perceived
offers no
clue.
No clue
to those
who can’t
see beyond
the veil.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 17th, 2024 07:23
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 21
Comments4
Very nice John the words like single dorplets fall accumulating into a pool of understanding. Such nice meaning behind the veil
Thank you.
Great write
Thank you
You're welcome
I had to think while reading it, that it made it more enjoyable, great poem
Thank you.
You are very welcome
When
shadows
disappear
we are
no
longer
there.
Andy
Thanks for reading Andy
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