mindgallery
What a big beautiful world we are
constantly opening instead
of enclosing
lodged in between sentences
watching the erosion
of time
inhaling the atmosphere
and drinking in
the stars
*
we’re not some wild seed that
just came out of the
universe
we’re all the seeds
that believe
in
the inevitable
Distant
future
Another Mindgallery Production / Twitter
Fridays wouldn’t be Friday without a mindgallery poem. 🙂 Love the corresponding street art photo. Could it have been the work of Banksy? Only he would know.
