Friday, August 6, 2021

A fraction of light

Our existence may be, but a fraction of light

If more exists of us, it’s out of touch and out of sight

My mind questions this, but my heart wants it so

For if that path be true, what wonders don’t we know

When our dust returns to dust, reclaimed by stars as we must

That essential being, left behind to see what’s true

Know Plato’s truth, yours shall of mine

Pure love endures, beyond space, beyond time