just a thought
If we managed to make a glass from the sands of time
and then looked through it
would we be able to see the light of the first star ever
touching the death of the last star ever
like God touches Adam on the Sistine Chapel’s ceiling?
And if we did
then shouldn’t we suddenly become aware of how
seen through that glass
we’re but a spec of dust
molten together with the deepest meaning of a circle?
And how our attempted straight path
crossing that circle
births the void?
© Liliana Negoi