Blank

Starting from scratch

again.


I know

the outcome is the same,

with the sun
the moon
the stars
the oak trees
the oceans
the seas
the sand
the earth
and many more

out living the life in me.

Mortality staring me in the face

staring at us all
intensely

with the new normal.

But
we
still
start again.


Is that eternity's gift to us?


An endless loop?

A never ending story
of
Eternal madness?