be we but pollen
feeding firm Emptiness
knocking on Night’s sleeping doors
to taste a Lifetime
to aspire for Another
even if Eternity be lore
and beyond our reach?
we’ll see
or not
loujen haxm'Yor 
The promise of eternal life. Just a knock away. Deep poem.
The mystery of time and life has been a floating fixture of my gray matter since my early school days. Fortunately, there’s a lot more in my real world to keep me from obsessing with all the possibilities. Peace, Bernice.
a beautiful reflection
to live among
the dandelions
or not!
thank you for your kind message, loujen
as i’m happy retreating into nature 🙂