To Imagine – A Poem

We sat on the edge of nothing,
falling like stars,
destined to disappear.

Like strangers in the small hours,
watching the clock as time cowers,
threatened by what had yet to come.

So we stopped.
On the edge of nothing,
We simply created.

 

Isaac Olajos

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