Something Forevermore
Poetry by søren olsen.
Monday, April 9, 2012
Disorder
"In pure disorder
a unique set of natural laws
would exist.
Chaos — present
with order
only then exists."
Our state of being
is made of
this truth.
Our complicated nature
provides us
with choice:
Will you live
not knowing,
or a part of it?
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