At some point in time
Far from where we stand
There is nothing

An inconceivable paradox
Of vast formlessness
Yet all too familiar in concept
Represented endlessly
In the magnetic hum

I cannot help
But wonder
At the prevalence
Of such a distant notion

When we die
Will we deviate and disperse
As rays from the surface of a burning star
Or will we converge and coalesce
As rays just the same
A warm glow
On exposed summer skin

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