Poetry

A Dot in Time

We open to the endless expanse
Four dimensions of boundless possibilities
And amidst them we find a point.

This point represents a place and it represents a moment
The place is dark and the moment gloomy
And yet this point is far brighter than the universe that surrounds it.

It’s a fading point, and you won’t find it anywhere else
It’s a dot in time, and it departs as soon as it came
Leaving us in the dark expanse that surrounds it, never to be seen again.

3.VII.21

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