Monday, June 15, 2009

Stories: An Unfinished Poem

With a hush
The cold night silences all
A story has begun
A story has ended

And each person
knows their own story
and nothing more
and nothing less

I think God
keeps a library.
And in the library
are an infinite number of books.
And each book is the story of a person.

And each book relates to the next book.
In indescribable veins,
the stories circulate.

1 comment:

  1. To see how the stories relate-- there is the wonder of it all!


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