"Subject Numbered None"
Does the beautifully orange and green bird cast a black shadow on the ground?
Fallen pieces of matter.
It would take a lifetime and more to recite the universe's counting numbers.
Infinity should be a project never finished, even after the space of time.
In the cosmic rhyme.
Infinity goes on forever, maybe never.
In a lifetime's long endeavor.
Until the heavenly bodies disappear.
Dissipates all energy, until it evaporates.
Or as water stops flowing.
It's like never finding out or knowing.
What's invisible really makes no showing.
While the world is reaping what it is sowing.
An artist's thoughts will never stop flowing.
Like a galaxy, glittering and glowing,
What will stop that never ceases growing.
The winding clock's winds will always be blowing.
To wherever it may be going!!!...
By- Jonathan Mark Billet- 07/22/2015
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