Time only for a breath before the plunge
then racing through nerve end passageways
needles of light sewing shut the wounds
left by a world of jagged edges
Glimpses of the waiting void
behind a curtain of sky and shadow
Born again to endless lives among the stars
every thought pleading for a way out
racing with all the rest
hoping to be the first to find a doorway
into the home of waiting gods
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Mitchel David Ring 
8 responses to “Endless”
Nice my friend. I really like your reading your pieces it adds a lot. Lovely poem.
Hope you have a wonderful week. ❤️🤗 Joni
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Thank you Joni! I am really enjoying making the recordings. I wish I’d started a long time ago! Hope you have a great week as well (:
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You are most welcome David. You have a great one as well. ❤️
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Interesting poem. I’m not sure what your thought process while writing was, but something about it calls to my mind an image of birth. Well done.
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So many meanings! The one that’s striking me, is the broadcast drama reaching far through the universe.
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That’s a great interpretation! I recently saw a representation of how far any radio signal we’ve sent from Earth has actually travelled into space, and it really isn’t that far at all… Makes me a bit sad to be honest. I hope we’re not alone!
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Ace.
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