So what if it is all infinite, the light and the dark
The depth of her eyes and the wound or his scar
Infinite is the pain and also the loss
That we all face and once a while come across
Infinite…it all is
The two layers of shadow and infinite..
Is the road which takes you to the end
End of what?
Infinite is not though, the life that we live
Or do we?
Infinite are the shadows..the two layers of shadows.
One below the other, and one above.
Infinite are the colors…until they fade away
SO infinite is the action of fading away
Infinite is death, but we have to wake up
So infinite is the element that dies away
Or does it?
Infinite is it all…
The snow, until the infinite heat reaches it.
Blood, till it dries up
Voices, till they die away.
Or dusk till it turns to dust
Space till it goes to waste