Once my teacher told me
10,000 light years past us
Somewhere
The universe still doesn’t exist
And with every step forward
it re-lives
it’s birth
again and again
Somewhere a little closer
A mother is singing her son
And a little closer
He has a daughter of his own
And in some place closer still
He breathes his last breath,
His life
Remembered forever
And when a broken lover
Searches for old letters which she cannot find
Somewhere further away,
She is still reading them for the first time,
Living, breathing, dying and dreaming
Over and over
And every love story is forever
Etched in beams of light
And when tragedy follows
Each lover covers his own
Shrouded in memories and predictions
Of a future
That has gone and is yet to come
Across words and collisions
Existing.