Solution
Dissolution
Illusion
Delusion
Perception
Deception
Conflagration
Liberation
Continents crumble
Temporal mortar and pestle grind all to dust
Certainty vaporizes in the crucible of surrender
Galactic winds redistribute
what once was into new possibility
The rock where I stand will one day succumb to the fate of my fading footprints
Assembled
Reassembled
No longer resembles form or fancy
Suns nova
Longing remains
Stars implode and explode
Essence is disseminated
Naught is lost
Compassionate continuum
Dissolution
johnhintonart 