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A Verse Or More
Should we feel it as one verse?
This place in which our lives unfold,
No end, reverse or beginning,
A secret which untold remains.
Is there enough endless time
To build a mirror of this world?
Piece by piece, to build a rhyme
To life: a sail yet seen unfurled.
Or is this verse not by itself?
Another you, another they,
A poem on a dusty shelf,
A stranger to the light of day.
A stranger light which twinkles high,
Which in truth may just be us,
Sits atop the starry sky,
No greater than a speck of dust.
And so, life’s untold...