Infinity's Passing

Smokey cat tendrils

past my windowpane

outline the passage

of what I have been

in previous incarnations

sliced upon your life

within innumerous

undertakings

placed along the way

we cast and sway

to the fray

of infinity's passing.

 

 

Reviews

[robin]

Is the cat looking in wondering what it's like to be us? What do you hold in the palm of your hand in a moment's time? Sliced upon your life, now that's sexy? Ohhhhhh, infinity's passing, like a cat passing up the treats we lay before it. Sweet metaphor. Like the smug smile of someone who "knows", the cat walks by. He ate my canary!

[Justin Tobey]

Mesmerizing. Your piece echoes with wisdom and depth, creating a true sense of infinity rather than just the word. I like your mention of past lives and the experiences we collect as we pass through them. Beautiful write. :)