Order
Jul 15, 2021
Nothing is in order.
Order is an illusion.
For one second
I may see clearly.
Then, (as always)
I tumble into oblivion.
Nothing is in order.
Order is an illusion.
For one second
I may see clearly.
Then, (as always)
I tumble into oblivion.
Poet, gardener, aging human. Contemplates life, death, earth, sky, the known and unknown of the universe. Nocturnal. Child of Winter. Loves Earth’s creatures.