Quirky Cosmology

big sky sunset

There is an indivisible force

which constantly expands the distance between us

peeking sun

Threadbare and naked as a loom
empty of thought, and empty as a tomb
it lies fruitlessly in wait in the background

sunset on the Platte

It lies patiently, perhaps, unaware of a Future full of everything

Full of every thing that is

but itself, for The Void it holds in store can not be filled

see sunny

“May your soul always have room once again for one more.”

— Uncle Tree

Pictures and words by the unworldly

Keith Alan Watson

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