This is an excerpt for a story I'm writing.
A Still Life Moment
Life, death and time:
The three sisters of judgement.
The Luminiferous glow, of a cigarette
Seen in the still-water chambers
Now becomes a symbol: death...
Life, with her cultivating arms
Will create life on the raw planet:
The unyielding arms of Emmerald eyes
Reflect the beauty of all.
Death, with her cultivating arms
Will thus create the law of death:
The yielding arms of Ruby eyes
Shows despair thus abides it.
Time, with her cultivated arms
Will thus create the physics of time:
All sought lost and found to rest,
A planet short of time.
...With all three comes a meaning:
Energy, Matter and Space,
In which everything has a start:
Confusion, delusions, illusions
They all have the same in common:
Life, death and time.



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