Confounding Paradox
Confounding Paradox
Are there exoplanets evolving, terrains for the living?
Living forms upon rivers, microbes drifting in the air?
Do they breathe oxygen, a unique concoction of gen?
Primeval human questions borne out of conceit unveil apprehensive curiosity
Antiquated they must be encapsulated inside the boundaries of mortal frailty
Beings are ephemeral and aged galaxies yield their jewels in a fiery embrace
Breaking then merging with brilliant mystical islands in the vastness of space
Life propitiously ubiquitous weave throughout obscured mazes encompassing
The most confounding paradox is existence and to probing souls enlightening
Penned: 4:17 P.M.
10/27/2016
Aboard cruise liner:
Vision of the Seas
Argostoli, Greece
Copyright © Anselmo Boles | Year Posted 2022
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