|"Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning." Albert Einstein|
I gaze into the sky, so empty,
yet full of stars, and me,
so small inside a giant universe
of mystery where time moves
like a complex illusion amidst infinity
boggling my little mind,
its vastness also full of stars,
that twinkle in Pollyanish hope,
of utopian possibilities,
trying to undo this time
when humanity appears d/evolving
in battle with itself.
What can I possibly do?
to make my hope reality?
Me so small.
Can I carve a wrinkle in time?
or fold it, travel back to its beginning,
change its direction in space,
return to a place, like Eden,
when harmony reigned?
Can I stop time before we fall?
Maybe science will find answers soon,
or maybe someone small, like me,
will contrive a grandiose scheme
to unify us all.
For now, I'll focus on today,
whatever small or big thing I can do,
or think or say as time flies,
within the timelessness of the sky,
so empty yet so full of stars.
(Written for Dverse Poets.)