A Bigger Picture

In one thing you can trust
we all turn, as we must,
turn to the god of dust
turn to ashes and rust
nothing more fair or just
entropy cannot set us free
currents in the sea
the universal sea
connectivity
multiple reality
simplicity
too simple to see
the body breaks down
but the soul survivor has found
a way to insist
to still exist
there is no completing the list
infinite suns to be kissed
its beginning to end
the end of beginning
nothing is lost when there is no winning
we're all in the middle
the middle of a game
in the middle its all the same
in a billion different names
times a billion different planes

- Scott Tuomala, 2003