Infinity
Infinity already knows of Itself
It is we in the finite
Whom know It not
We are as candles
Without a flame
Yet to be ignited
Yet to be illuminated
Infinity is the flame
We are the unlit
Waiting upon the flame
The flame that consumes
The finite
Until it is finite
No more
And
Only a memory to us
Joining with the particles of the Universe
Unjoining with the particles of the Universe
Blended in the Infinite
With
All That Is
Then
And
Only Then
Truly understanding both
The finite
And
Infinity
© 2016 M.N. Hopkins
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