PRISONER OF TIME 1 © 2007

Have you noticed the word Universe?

A vast mystery in every letter,

The digital answer at my fingertips,

Flowing like a river of possibilities,

But it will not be unique in verse.

It is an endless space,

Where every star is an idea,

Each galaxy, a thought,

And in the movement of my fingers,

I try to capture its vastness.

But the Universe, in all its grandeur,

Is not confined to a single poem,

It is an echo of infinite voices,

A choir of stars in harmony,

Resonating beyond any rhyme.

Even though each verse is an attempt,

To contain the infinite in words,

I know that the Universe is much more,

An eternal dance of creation,

That no poem, however beautiful,

Can truly imprison.

And so, I continue to write,

Knowing that each line is merely

A small part of the whole,

A reflection of something greater,

That surpasses what I can express.

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