From Light To
Some things change in time it seemsSome things appear to remain the same
Life forms stranded upon a single sphere
Funny how some things appear to disappear and then to reappear
Life exists because it does
Death is an unknown destination just because
It is,
Still being goes on in generational waves that old ebb and flow
Pretending to know anything much like an armor against universal vacuum cold
As Night Space surrounding this little globe of dramatic climes
Only Time decays in various ways the green to grays the passion plays
Cycle round in carousel seasons
Inexplicable reasons, relative treasons
Senses pulse and fade playing tribute to some shady suspect charade
Cells convulse and trade a spark
From Light to Dark
Days.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2020-09-12 at 14:27
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