Endless
As we recount the endless days
the time will stop for none man says, endless, conversation only knows
the grace is when the spaces grow, endless,
i believe the words i fear,
i also hear the sound of constant silence
i am the prism in the middle of a colour wheel
light shines through me
i am the hologram of all that is and is not here
time shoots through, you
head down and aching
i lower down to pray
a miracle will save us
miraculous this day
lay down and take it
a mind of purest light
enough to shatter through the darkest night
gold along the road must lay
know the time as your pathway, endless,
a vision of a quantum light
to magnify the task as right, endless
people are supposed to be to represent humanity as,
endless,
for those who are to serve us right
remember that it’s not your fight
it’s endless.
(c) s.watts
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