-- Eternity --

by John Herlihy

Eternity is nothing but an extension of time.

Eternity may be forever, the moment mine.

We pretend not to know what eternity means,

A sense of endlessness bursts thru the seams.

None of us question the reality of existence,

We know it is there by our sheer persistence.

What of the moment we are no longer there?

I don’t rightly know, I have never been there.

Enough to know I am awake, conscious, alive.

Dawn arrives on time, another day to survive.

Even at dusk with its apt message of decline,

I lay down to rest knowing the future is mine.

Oh eternity, the timelessness as so much fluff,

I think the present moment more than enough.

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Copyright © John Herlihy

Sunday 28 January 2024