The magnitude of what has been initiated all fallen away nothing nothing nothing remains but what rises rises rises in the space where so much once was it seems only hours exist extending extensive before the morning eyes yet night fall bewitches me to believe it came too quickly and I sink down in wonder some in angst others marking X the calendar all too soon this blessed one day will become another one and another another another until behold they are gone they are gone I will use what I have and believe to the fullest in the magnitude of this one blessed ordinary so ordinary so very ordinary day~
runon: the magnitude of one ordinary day~
What was initiated all fallen away still exists in the space so much was maybe fallen away yet rises rises rises in some existing space taking numerous different iterations the hours exist still before the morning eyes yet turn to see new creations new ideas new life stretching and growing this time is a human construct and though they come as quickly as they go I long for the nightfall all too soon this blessed one day became yes became and even though I am tricked to believe I believe in what has become so very ordinary so ordinary so very ordinary this day…