There’s nothing quite so diametrically opposed in a world of finites. And yet,there are few concepts which we both crave and fear for the marks it leaves on our bodies and souls.Permanence. Would love last to eternity and beyond as the stories promise us?Would fame follow us all the way to an end where even…
Tag: Dark Thirty Poetry
Change
If you sit still as daylight wakes and pause,expand your lungs with air sweet, full of peace—moments, time stands still you almost forgetwhat it was to you, the meaning of life.And yet in a breath suddenly it’s clear:a life lived well gives forth life abundantSuch shame to waste a minute. Time’s no thief. The sun…
L.M.Beatty 