Just a Thought

by Joe King

Retrospect is the transparent Mirror that binds all, Grasping onto a childhood which conceptually Never existed. You are simply the person you see one step ahead. Our only true shared purpose is To cease to exist, to be Recycled and eventually rewritten In the crusade of matter as we know it.

Before you get overwhelmed, Take a breath. Leaves that whisper eloquently conversing with the wind, Stars that chime in the stillness, Supporting the soloist we know As the moon. Orchestras of fungi singing in unison, Birthing colours of red, orange and green. But Yet, on this quiet night, everything is One shade of blue.

Do not grieve your penultimate unbecoming. Even a butterfly can cause a hurricane, And eventually, You will too.