Naming the Beauties
Implicit in each cell and star,
every particle and wave,
is the code of its own undoing-
the signature of God
consigning everything
to the saturating energies of time.
The house divides against itself
and falls in the fullness of time.
Flesh emerges and decays.
Gravity gathers
and squeezes what it gathers
into the something
else it's going to be.
From the churning flux of things,
choose the moments of awe
to carry with you as you fall apart.
While you can, name the beauties
born of everything's impermanence.
every particle and wave,
is the code of its own undoing-
the signature of God
consigning everything
to the saturating energies of time.
The house divides against itself
and falls in the fullness of time.
Flesh emerges and decays.
Gravity gathers
and squeezes what it gathers
into the something
else it's going to be.
From the churning flux of things,
choose the moments of awe
to carry with you as you fall apart.
While you can, name the beauties
born of everything's impermanence.
A haunting prophecy or a well worded paean. Both, perhaps.
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Heavy stuff, but nicely wrought! *
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Thank you, Neil, Amanda, Daniel, and Chris.
Oh man, this is good. *
So this is where Detroit got the idea for designed obsolescence! Never occurred to me it was celestial.
But carrying those "moments of awe" and the "beauties" is definitely worth the focus. *
Love this.
Thank you, Gary, Matt, and Darryl.
Beautiful *
Thank you, Emily.
This is good work.
Thank you, Sam.
*, Gary. Such intelligent verse.
Thank you, David.
Gorgeous. 'From the churning flux of things, choose the moments of awe.' A line to be locked away. *
Thank you, Joey.
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Thank you, James
and Brenda.
Wow. I really like this one. The constant universal ebb and flow.
Thank you, Steve.