Time
“Your skin like dawn
Mine like musk
One paints the beginning
of a certain end.
The other, the end of a
sure beginning.”
Passing Time: Poem by Maya Angelou
Harkening all the way back to the origin of time
I ponder conjectures about the theory of Big Bang--
A moment that exploded into infinite expanse,
And I wonder if this ticking clock will ever stop
Collapsing on self into ashes of nothingness
Or will it keep stretching space on eternal path;
Its existence, compared to mine, incredibly vast--
I am just a speck of dust in its cosmic compass--
A spot on its continuum, born in recent past.
Living in my present I can easily retrace steps,
No theories are needed to ascertain my start;
And unlike this universe that goes on and on,
My end is as assured, as beginning of end was.
July 5, 2020
Time – 8 Word Challenge Poetry Contest
Sponsor: A Dear Heart
Copyright © Vijay Pandit | Year Posted 2020
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