My days go by in haze of certainties
Till, in an instant my mirror cracks
To reveal the fluidity of truth;
In life times of past or re-births to come
Change and newness are constants
That even death fails to humble.
My salute to that void of unknown
The absolute sway of the great Uncertain.
Till, in an instant my mirror cracks
To reveal the fluidity of truth;
In life times of past or re-births to come
Change and newness are constants
That even death fails to humble.
My salute to that void of unknown
The absolute sway of the great Uncertain.
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