Harbinger

Harbinger

The giggle of an infant and your dying breath.

All things pass into the night.

Two sides of the same coin.

The funeral procession with the birthing room.

An inhale and an exhale,

a beginning and an end.

Sometimes it's time to go to sleep for a while,

and then other times it's just as fitting to be awake.

Transience coiled up in eternity,

eternity coiled up in transience.

A moment can be as long as eternity or all that ever was, is, or will be

can be experienced to be as fleeting as a moment.

To exist outside of time for a spell,

or to take another ride,

to roll the dice again.

Another chance to take a tumble in the posies.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Strong images here Fergus and a sense of doom. Life can be fragile, fleeting moments are well understood.

Chris