Life Unbound

Waiting for life to come to me,

the clock ticked down to one


With barely but a second left,

my tendency to run


With nothing left but one last tick,

all motion seemed to stop


Perspective changed, then rearranged,

a lifetime on the spot


My eyes won’t blink, the fear too great,

of staying closed for good


As from a distant galaxy,

I finally understood


All life had boiled down to this,

eternity defined


When everything that ever was,

together crossed my mind


I left the past and future mired,

to breed and then deceive


And took this present life unbound

—unto my soul reprieved


(The New Room: May, 2022)

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