There is no end,
Not even a pause,
Defeat entropic claws,
Despite a closure,
The intention survives,
All that is,
All that ever will be,
Moves in circles,
Like most of the things I tend to post, poetically speaking, this bit of blather can be applied both to the stated target of the rhyme, and to the
wider aspects of existence. Energy never gets spent, it just gets distributed and reformatted. All the plants you see are growing on a skin of soil
which is nourished by the ancient dead, and in the same cyclical fashion, The Shed is as cyclical as this universe, because it will continue, despite
coming to a close.
Nicely said my friend. Everything comes from energy, since energy cannot be created or destroyed everything is eternal, including you and I.
This life is only one facet of an infinite fractal. There's no such thing as death, only birth and rebirth. Everything works in cycles, including
life itself. The lives we live right now are only one cycle among an infinite number of cycles all happening simultaneously.
a reply to: TrueBrit
Thanking me for the post was not neccessary True, but very appreciated!
I always like reading your posts in other areas as well.
Very well thought out and written my friend!
Your writing and choice of words is, how can I say, Kool! LOL!!
Edit: And You are Very Welcome True!!
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