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we are infinite beings
awaking slowly
from some infinite place
our coming to be
unknown to us
as any mystery
learned in stories
in waiting relationships
gradually
we open to our identity
our essence
an enigma
awareness dawns
like the rising
of a newborn sun
we feel its warmth
and flow effortlessly
into timelessness
we are as though
immortal
we see not over the horizon
because we see no horizon
we comprehend no end
immersed only
in our beginning
it is therein exists
the miracle of life
our infinity
we are infinite beings
in this moment
dreaming
to sustain the moment
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rob kistner © 4.11.11
We step out of infinity into time before returning to infinity.
A great take on infinity – a concept which I always find frightening.
Nice spacey poem – thanks for sharing
true sentiments.
well done.
A++
🙂
Yeah, infinity’s where it’s at for eternity!!
Sonorous and haunting! Love the paradoxical idea that we think as an immortal yet only feel our beginnings!
Wow, I love this….I love where it took my mind and the feel of it….beautiful!
A thoughtful read, the infinite within the finite, the immortal within the mortal – that paradox – “the miracle of life”.
This is incredibly beautiful, thank you xx