Monday, October 13, 2014

Awakening Time

For I awoke on the causal plane
Condensed from sentience
Into the embrace of time itself
But nothing may awaken me here
For what builds me preceded time
And as the last stars fall to dark
It will be here still; even as time ends
To leach along the reeds of instance
To be cleaned and remade
And start all over again
In a new arena of times errant logic