The Question


United States
41° 5' 54.132" N, 95° 55' 49.4544" W

Was there a beginning?
An end to time?
For the living, it is the expiration of life
It takes so long to grow up
But it feels like no time at all
Then come the wrinkles
The reality of death
And the question
What happens next?
Will it last forever?
What is forever?



Mind = Blown. Your audacity is admirable. This is such a bold and thoughtful poem. This is my "food for thought" for the day, maybe several.

Thank you for sharing this wondrous poem-- it is always a pleasure to hear or read something that forces me to think beyond what is immediate.

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