Toward the InfiniteA Poem by Alfred KukitzI am echoToward the Infinite Dawn breaks out to sea You rise the sleep of a million years deepens the tide They have slept through the ages with you Early when the tongue gutted each sound you could hear the beginning of voice Ancestor upon ancestor following the toe line of evolution You can hear them all yell Their hollowed voices echoing through centuries Your grin bears a resemblance to them as you walk, you hear sounds, old sounds, that were once precious to them. Among them water, breeze, silence, the babe rendering its cry to the ages. It is, this morning, a beginning toward the infinite. © 2016 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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