Dust to dust

Dust to dust

A Poem by Maxwell Ryder

26 Feb 2016

Dust to stone,
And back to dust.
We are owned not by us,
But God alone.
The unknown is fashioned
As sentiments sealed upon
sediments, turned to bones.
Time is the only impediment
To the creation of our souls
Their destruction is just as old;
The grave is continuous,
And the narrative, very cold.
We are born, we grow,
And die at dusk, all alone,
In a chain of Creation
Swallowed up by black holes.

© 2018 Maxwell Ryder

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Added on February 26, 2018
Last Updated on February 26, 2018


Maxwell Ryder
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