A mourning

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Sometimes the small world of ours is just way too large and ridiculously plural to know and learn all the necessary things, not to mention to experience even the tiniest part of all the stuff that you'd want to. Sometimes I really do have the feeling of wanting to live forever. And then I get some good physical excersise out there somewhere, eat a good meal and get some sleep. And the feeling passes for a moment. And, when I wake up, it's all dark again, in the brightest of morning sun. And I yet once again find myself asking, among the countless and endless questions to all of the unphatomable universe, the only one that truly matters: "Why?"

Something and yesterday reminded me of this:

"Walking home
through all the streets unmoving
so quiet I could hear the timers of the traffic lights a block away:
the mechanism. Nobody else, just the silence
spreading out to where the long trucks groaned
on the highway their vast brute souls in want.

There must have been a true last time"

Stige asoke
Ja lyn tid jeg vet ha delt
Skulder dett be na more

A morning

Years, eventualities
What good has time made of us?

Vivid anxious lost beings
We lied on our backs arms wide

With child's eyes seeing the sky
The skies we played under, as

Pirates, astronauts, dreamers
Daring to reach all the worlds

A perfect moment in time
Held by gentle October

I still hold that memory
And the room, its scent, the light

We used to be just kids, us
Toying with all that we had

The time rewinds, worlds collide
And I still see all that light

I can still feel that morning

(Wait, what? What wait? Why wait? Weight of what? ...Oh.)

A morning

Years, eventualities

What good has time made of us?
Vivid anxious lost beings

We lied on our backs arms wide
With child's eyes seeing the sky

The skies we played under, as
Pirates, astronauts, dreamers

Daring to reach all the worlds
A perfect moment in time

Held by gentle October
I still hold that memory

And that room, and its scent, the light
We used to be just kids, us

Toying with all that we had
The time rewinds, worlds collide

And I still see all that light
I can still feel that mourning

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21.5.2017 15:10 Samuel F

Well put. This takes me back in time. Thank you.

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