Best Poems Written by Zackary Swinney

The Great Collide

Interwoven between big and small. An 
infinite reality with finite exposure.
What good is living if we cannot but 
crawl? To ponder is to question 
composure. 

I cannot understand the notion of nothing, 
when the senses are so real. 
if I'm just energy compressed In form, why 
am I able to feel? 

Are we the only ones that gets to be 
conscious in our observation?
Do the stars look back in frustration?
Wondering why we cannot fathom the 
effect of our delusion.  
Are we here for seclusion?  Too far gone 
to re try and reuse us?
The universe speaks and I cannot 
understand.  Are we meant to evolve or 
hide in the sand? Distract ourselves from 
true wonder and thought.  I'd like to think 
there was a time that we all just forgot.

We knew who we were and where to go.
We, like the sky meant  to grow.
Everything  and nothing, the great collide. 
We could not hold together long enough 
to align.

Copyright © Zackary Swinney | Year Posted 2014