For The Moment Poem by anais vionet

For The Moment



Dear unanswerable creator.
Oh, merciful and carelessly brutal lord.
We are alive for a moment.
We have our pleasures and despairs.
We seem but episodes in a series.
A question whispered, like gentle breathing:
Do our frolics play on in astral syndication
or are we recycled into cosmic dust?

Tuesday, June 23, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: afterlife,death,questions,teen
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anais vionet

anais vionet

Paris, France
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