Laskrizon , 9
As our journey nears
it's desired course
excitement dances forethought
Outcrop Rock
with it's ancient Pine
under the bluest cloudless skie's
most tranquil in it's splendor
Alway's a pleasant change to visit
Bringing my mind back,I ask,
" Noila,will you please explain
your insight on our space again "
Noila,never bothered by such repetition
"As you wish dear Agemo...
it's like living within a bubble
submerged in a lake,said lake
being our atmosphere,our space
increasingly becoming smaller
either we become one with larger bubble
or eventually squezzed or popped
we obviously are no longer wanted in this world
so more and more,we lose our home "
pondering this allowing it to flow,
" but Noila,how does this explain
the ripples in the air ? "
smiling,Noila quips
" maybe a question for S'woa
instead of the stone "
Maybe,maybe so
but question's are becoming
heavy laden as we search for answer's.....
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