The shape of things to come

The Shape of things to come
May not even take shape
Even if written in hard black ink
Even if written on a fading cloud

The shape of things to come
Is all things
Is Anything
Has already been
And will cease to be

We can not write it into existence
That alphabet does not exist
We can not read about
Those words will never be invented
You can't be told about it
Those stories will never be known
We can't imagine it
Or dream it

The shape of things to come
It is right here with us
And its no were close to us
It just is

Who are we to think we know
About the shape of things to come
All be it for the grace of God that
We are this far into being us
All be it for our own self-assuredness
That we have made it this far

The shape of things to come
Is without boundaries
Without limits
Yet it has never started
It will never end
It cannot occupy a single moment
It is in every moment of our life

The shape of things to come
Is here right now
The shape of things to come
Was here a moment ago
The shape of things to come
Will be here always
And it will never be
Because it has always been

3/12/10/jrg
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