Awe

From the endless sea in which all things swim, from the teeming waters of energy, from the edge of the even horizon that creates the holograms that are us – I bring you the final document of forever – Infinity337 – The Final End.

It seems appropriate. Who can capture infinity in words? Who can encapsulate all of the metaphysical universe, the mystical experience of mankind and trap it in a poem. Well my twenty year old self thought he’d have a go. He was inspired, fearless, naive and daft.

Infinity 337 – The Final End

To me man is ice in my sun

I am the seers ivy

I am the priestess’s laurel

I am the lame King’s friend

I am the reason for the mistletoe’s castration

Confusion is your depth of thought

I am the wonder of the world

I am all that is awake

I am of no age

I am created of nothing

Mine is everlasting

Opher 1973