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The End of the Universe

Poetry By: Kuatsimoto

What man has wasted in the time not felt

Submitted:Apr 21, 2008    Reads: 116    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

It is dark.
Shadows and shapes
Twist seamlessly in the abyss.

A million years away,
Yet a fraction of a second till,
Rays of light
Peek at the horizon.
The intricate tango
Of shadows and light
Moves over the dew covered grass.
A universe to explore,
Yet the light moves west.

The world is small in mine eyes
Yet how little I see.
The light grows delicate,
Like a rain kissed flower,
But powerful,
Like the mighty lion
With its golden mane.

My eyes grow weaker
With the waning light
The Shadow Tango
Grows into a wispy waltz.
And as the shadows
Take a last dance,
The last ray
Reaches out to the sky
And the shadows return seamlessly
To the infinite twilight
Of the end of the universe.


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