Paradox of Finite and Infinite
Reduce me down, and I’m but dust,
Yet within, an endless trust.
So small, yet vast, beyond the veil,
An infinite song in every tale.
This fragile form, bound by time,
Yet my spirit soars, free to climb.
A single drop in the ocean’s sweep,
Yet every wave is mine to keep.
A fleeting breath in time’s embrace,
Yet through the ages, I find my place.
Layered deep, both dark and bright,
I house the stars within my light.
From earth to sky, my soul does glide,
Not bound, but free, on every side.
Reduce me down to a single thought,
Yet infinite worlds within are caught
