Life- a
mere shadow
Fumbling
shadows, along the slopes of an infinite dark hole, where the very light casting them gets absorbed, dance and
revel in the
momentary reality.
Balancing on the precarious edges they dream their dreams to be true, and revel in their power and forget the setting of their sun in their fleeting habitat.
Before their endeavors glean the secrets of their momentary abode or before they take root and sprout out, the shadows will glide down the cliff and end up as non-entity below.
The origins of their roots will also be gone with the gases.
A tectonic rebirth is possible, in another world, in another time. May be billions of years later, on a different precipice but retaining the gist of shadows.
There is only one reality which neither sets nor rises up, But it undermines everything down here or up.
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