Poetry – sometimes



It’s an age away,

Geological eras.


It’s seems minutes,

Mere minutes.

All in an unreal dream,

That seems to have

No end.

But will suddenly end.

Opher – 7.6.2020

The universe exists forever. Or just as long as we are here to be aware of it.

When all life has gone and there is nothing left to see it – does it still exist?

Sometimes it seems that I have been here for ever.

Sometimes I am aware that I will soon be gone.

Will it still exist without me?

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