Soul

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Aug 19, 2022 

Souls.
Countless
souls have
past 
this way.
Appearing 
out of
nowhere.
Heading
to the
same.
Volume
of spacetime
inhabited.
Briefly.
Morphing 
biology.
Evolving 
matter,
energy.
Orb
of genesis 
spinning
in oblivion.
Eddy
In a 
cosmic 
gale.
Faster and 
faster 
creation 
spins.
Each, 
part
of the
whole.
Part 
of the
process.
Meaning
inherent.
Elements 
of design.

 

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