Nothing Truly Ends Poem by Kevin Patrick

Nothing truly ends, for nothing truly begins
The state of all existence, is a season of flux
Temporary, transient, and never eternal
For how would we learn, if everything was ordered?


Ex Nilo arises, from spontaneous fiat lux
The one we call God, is the action of potential
Drawing in a molecule, exploding billions of new guises
From which we are the middle, in his alpha and omega


Stars come and go in the blink of eons eyes
While their helium and carbon, sow the gift of life
Archaea bacteria, and the crème de la eukaryotes
From Trilobites to Dinosaurs, rise a tree of life is magical


For if you accept happiness as a crystallized moment
Would mean to lose the glory of sacrifice acceptance
In extinction is distinction for evolution adaptation
As we become the fossils, for natural descendents


So if you fear death, then you truly fear life
For both are twin sisters, fathered in time
And time does not exist, accept as perception
While the shape of perception, is the user's definition

Just remember what fades, is not oblivions fate
Matter only changes, to what cannot be destroyed
Although it is sad, we will never be what we were
It's incredible to think that it's this world we are