Infinity,an ongoing paradox
there is no end,without a beginning,
no center without circumference,
primordial matter the ancient ylem
or...are we and the other orbs,just
ganglions in the almighty universal mind?
light charged signals of transmission
transient thoughts with a purpose,
...maybe a supernova isn't the end,
could be the spark of a new idea
radiant particles splashing
the fabric of space,like
an artist would on blank canvas...
Infinity...whispers to me,
as I gaze continuously,and says
"the depths of you,is as deep as I..."
and with a sigh...I wonder,
will I ever be able to touch such depths...