Reflection on 'And'

Mini-poem for a Thursday

Photo by Terry Vlisidis on Unsplash

We are finite: Ending from our beginning

Days numbered, counted

And

Concealed.

To exist like a star is intrinsic

And

Complex, as the stars themselves.

Both random

And

Ordered

resembling the subatomic particles

from which we are formed.

Remembering that we are constrained

And

Free

if only we let ourselves.