#1318 - something is immortal

1318

11.viii.23

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something is immortal

for godsbother

 

why say soul?

and of the self-can’t-see, why say?

of all that can’t be known, how so?

 

neither created, nor destroyed

there’s all the is that aims

then what ?

and we are witness this

that and another

 

herald up a dawn so

spin all the worlds and stars there are

 

must guess for mystery

 

need beset and casket borne

something is immortal

you feel it in the bones

 

then why build temple at or to?

 

fencepost candles in the burning off

to dust then

thinking nothing gone

 

the dreaming is to bed with this

 

everything breaks down

a day is missing

lives, forests, friends

 

there’s slipping out the door

 

something is immortal

 

flourish of just idea

then idea’s lost

or save for what

from what?

 

something is immortal

 

odd socks

and the inevitable

 

it can’t be you

it can’t be me

and why should we pretend?

 

perhaps it’s nothing that’s forever

neither these words

nor wishes

nor any thing’s

nor any one’s

 

still

there’s nothing comes to rest

 

it’s beginningless

it’s endless

 

you know it

though you cannot know

 

there’s still something spins