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Chaos
Forever frozen in swirls of marble,
Upon great pillars of great halls that found the foundation of, the frame,
That fits neatly around the planet.
A leaf falls gracefully down,
And floats upon the water,
And drifts.
Does it remember it's fall?
It's gracefull decensention?
Or does it leave the earth,
Continuing to fall through enternity,
Never feeling the soft caress of the the Pond?
Thats not the point i'm afraid.
To exist is to know just enough,
Too much you fall, and melt into the ground.
Not enough, and you join the dust in gusts of wind.
It's the balance that takes existance to know.
Forever frozen in swirls of marble,
Upon great pillars of great halls that found the foundation of, the frame,
That fits neatly around the planet.
A leaf falls gracefully down,
And floats upon the water,
And drifts.
Does it remember it's fall?
It's gracefull decensention?
Or does it leave the earth,
Continuing to fall through enternity,
Never feeling the soft caress of the the Pond?
Thats not the point i'm afraid.
To exist is to know just enough,
Too much you fall, and melt into the ground.
Not enough, and you join the dust in gusts of wind.
It's the balance that takes existance to know.