#PUNCTUATION

Each day I’m thankful for wonder, challenge and contradictions

In this universe with its ever-changing configurations

Sunlight dappled, breaking through the cloud

Sea from grey to blue, lifting the shroud

Wind, stilled, waves passing on all sides

Surf on effervescent evanescent tides

Microscopic matter gives the means

To fleeting selves, transporting genes

Decisions are made and multiplied

Choice, an illusion, a silent slide

Magenta infrasound

On the way to the end from the start

We grow old, gradually lose our part

We take the time, the role, the stage

To think, twist, dream, love and rage

  Billions of years of natural design

  Conceptual jump –

  Contort, decline

In the library, mirrored, manifold

Texts abound, newly written, old

# we are

Briefly here in the dust and dark

Only a single punctuation mark

# now

How long it takes to decipher much

Singularity, awake, and as such

# ready?

Once more we start from the top

Death, a comma, not a full stop