After midnight
the seconds become minutes suspended
on the event horizon of a black hole.
A black hole that pulls
and stretches the minutes
into hours longing for dawn.
After midnight
the mind falls
into a cogitative languor
waiting for the hours
to be pulled into days.
Days overflowing
with the agony of months
stretching into years.
After midnight
the eyes stare into years
elongating into decades.
Decades pulled
second by second into centuries
that are pulled minute by minute
into millennia that are stretched
hour by h our into aeons.
Gratitude List for 9 Masáʼil
Today I am thankful ... ...that I have 341 points in my Survey Junkie account. ...for fresh brewed coffee on this beautiful Friday morning. ...that my Bank of America checking account is not overdrawn today. ...for the Starbucks egg & cheese snack I had for breakfast. ...that I was able to finish The Parallels Between John the Baptist and the Bab by Christopher Buck, Part 55 in the series Figuring Out Prophecy. ...for the banana I had with my coffee this morning. ...that I have 2,163,689 GPs in my Gift Points account.
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