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POEM: Surfing The Event Horizon Of Time

Posted by Mark Cantrell on September 13, 2015 at 8:10 AM

In Depth

By Mark Cantrell




Down there,

Deep, deep

Beneath my feet,

Where I stand on the edge,

Toes overlooking the Abyss,

The hole beckons

With the vertiginous allure

Of its dark and endless depths.

Therein lurks the Truth

Of it all:

Emptiness

In Eternity,

The void of oblivion

Waiting

At the far-point singularity

That is infinity.

Here, on this edge, are we born,

Bound in orbit to its deep centre,

Held by the gravity of life,

There is never

Any stepping back

From this brink.

All I have to do

Is leap – or wait.

In Time,

The end, the destiny,

Of this either-or-question

Is but one and the same.

The answer

Lurks.

Down there,

In that foreboding hole.


Mark Cantrell,

Manchester, 9 March 2007


Copyright (C) March 2007. All Rights Reserved.

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