Poetry – It will never end

It will never end

We live as if it will never end.

We are surprised by change.

Yet if anything was ever the same for long

It would be unreal.

We live in pretence

And are startled by the years.

We were born out of oblivion

And return to oblivion

And that is the one element

That will never change.

Opher 29.11.2018

There’s a me that lives inside peering out at the world. It doesn’t see me. It feels the same as it ever did. It has no age.

Everything around me changes. I seem to remain the same.

Only by visiting with my younger self would I be confronted with those internal changes. A mirror suffices to show me how great the changes are. It makes me wonder.