Waves crash around this universe of time,
Expanding or eroding?
The brain blinks.
Explodes into a trillion synapses.
The sunrises again,
A thought is born.
Blink.
Posted by Dean Q. in Creativity, From Unconscia, Poetry
and tagged with 365, consciousness, enhance, existential, inspired, life, peace, poem, Poetry, writing
Very interesting imagery…liked the question posed in the second line.