adventures in dysthymia

Friday, July 21, 2006

SLIPPING

My finite mind
cannot hold
the boundless me
I enfold;
I am of heaven
and of hell,
yet captive to
this mortal spell.

Slipping sideways
into you,
somewhere, sometime,
I break through
the borderlines
of false and true,
love and hate,
old and new.

Eternity
fades to night
from the moment’s
feeble light;
my shadow falls
here and there,
I walk in faith
and in despair.

Slipping sideways,
seek anew
somewhere, sometime
to break through
the borderlines
of false and true,
love and hate,
me and you.

Forever turns
an endless wheel;
what might be
is made real.
Variations
on a theme,
we are adrift
in God’s dream.

Stephen Brooke ©2006

A ditty inspired by quantum mechanics. Yes, really. Unfortunately, Blogger won't let me format this properly on the page.

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