Where I reach
Someone is already there
Where I step from
Someone is moving toward
When I turn back
I see many
When I face forward
Many more
There is no perfection
No
First place
This isn’t a race
Some competition to see who is best
Rather
It is the journey of one’s own volition
Forward
Upward
Onward
It’s all relative
And the point from which that springs
Isn’t inside any one person
But rather
A million stars arching above
The theory
Is
Nothing
No beginning that can be witnessed
Just a space and time continuum
That never ends
Yes, you have much insight young one!
Thanks 😊
Enlightenment – great poetry 🙂
Thanks 😊
Ahhhh so insightful and dripping of acceptance and flow🌠✨🌈🌌 I love it❤
😘thanks Maria
Wonderful thought ! And a great poetry 👍🤝
Thanks 😊
Beautiful one
Thankyou Athira
Welcome 🙂