by Alan Altany
This world of beginnings
full of passion and desire
signifying something
always incomplete,
a world of always aging
towards a vanishing point
between a clock and forever.
A baby’s consuming curiosity
starts revving the imagination
through old age discoveries
and compelling epiphanies
of God’s beautiful magnetism.
Time begins every second,
measuring love’s endurance
and hope’s perseverance,
as death paints a portrait
of frustrated endings
this side of infinity, but
based on divine presence,
I was made for eternity
from the very beginning
of my conceived moment.
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