Photonic Verse
Light is rhythm on the end
Of spiral cantilevered space
Bouncing photons’ dreams of birth
Monolithic thoughts that tend
A viral panting pulse to race
For views of worth
Is yet a way to balance time?
Is still an answer found in rhyme?
With written word we speak with ease
To yet unborn on foreign seas
To far flung worlds our words can travel
And worthy thoughts may yet unravel
Secrets lost in ancient past by ancestors
That could not last
To see the fruits of all their thoughts
Fall bursting seeds yet less aborts upon a head
an open mind that shudders from such ecstasy
and for an instant sees like me
and writes to yet another
I reach and greet you
lonely soul
From one gone on to one anon
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