Does the end come slowly
Trickling everyday
Or come like lighting
Bolting with massive speed
Does it slowly crush us
Sucking life and limb and air
Or does it depress us
With nothing left to care
Will it all just end
or continue to beyond
Like the nitrogen cycle
or the phoenix’s saddest song
Will we be transformed
beyond our wildest dreams
Abandoned in hopeless struggle
Beside life’s greatest stream
Lost to dreams and memories fading
Will we fight with no rest in sight
Troubles always coming until
Crying out to gods and the end
And in the middle we find
The deepest of our peace
Wells up from space inside
From God or from breathing air
We neither know nor care
But relaxing we sit tight
And wait for things comforting and trite
Deep breath and then again
Harder the fight and on to some end
Tragedy or pathos, will it come
Eventually when least expecting
Happiness comes a creeping
If worse can come now
I can only wait and ask how
Wednesday
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