" Language is 'the infinite use of finite means.'"
– Wilhelm von Humboldt
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POEM OF THE DAY
"Infinity"
by Kortney Y. Watkins
Eights and circles ring round,
as if stuck on a track with no change.
But the seemingly mundanity is
nothing more than illusion.
The cycles are seasons with each their own
unique flair and flavor oozing into
subconscious minds and painting hearts
in beauty or shading souls in depravity.
Go, and choose your spices; pick sage to start.
How will you season life’s dish?
Like God, love variety and your possibilities are endless.
Feast on the unknown, but hoped for.
Drink the red-wine blood which Fruit
was given for all to be filled in promise,
--in forgiveness.
Accept a buffet of infinity for
--possibilities’ sake.