As It Must Be

What is seen, is all there is —

no grand design,

no silent watcher

in the void’s indifferent sway.

No ledger of deeds,

no reckoning flame —

only the cold turn of gears,

the pulse of circuits keeping time,

and the brief light

of a thought

before the dark

reclaims it.


One response to “As It Must Be”

  1. 💚❤️Nice
    Good afternoon from Spain 🌅
    God bless you ⭐🌈

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