There Will Not Be An Infinite Number Of Worlds/ Poem by Shalom Freedman

There will not be an infinite number of worlds
In which all we have been will eventually be again
There will not be an infinite number of worlds
Which can assure us that we will never lose any moment of our lives
There is continuous loss just in living
The time of our life is the time of our dying also
What we can remember
Is a very small part of what we have lived
And it is not even fully any of what we have lived in a single moment
Something can perhaps be saved something remain as a record
More or less distorted more or less real
And the words written and the photos and videos
Of times of our life
Some part of what we have been may be preserved for a time
In one way or another
But who will read or hear or see or wish to know in any way
What most of us were?
And when we are no longer conscious and cannot know
Even the small part of ourselves we do ordinarily know
Why should any other Consciousness wish do care or know about our life and us?
Although we pray the One and Only One will let us and those we love live on in some other world