Spiral
©August 7th, 2019
By Vijaya Sundaram
When you spin in a spiral
Who’s to say where it begins
And where it ends?
You could go around almost forever –
A space ship caught at the edge
Of a black hole, forever spinning,
Your molecules getting stretched
Altered, rearranged, redistributed,
So that the you that once was
And the you that are becoming
And the you that will be
Bear no resemblance to each other,
Except that all the molecules
All the atoms, the elements
That comprised you still exist,
Albeit altered and unrecognizable,
As they spin into the heart of a dense, collapsed star.
And who’s to say that you won’t emerge through it
Into another time, another space, another mind, as you,
Shining and incandescent,
Trail wings of flame, as you,
Transparent and dense, a paradox of Self,
Pull and push matter at will,
To form your own, pulsing,
Radiant, clean new Universe?
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