There are
no creations;
what we believe is
shall be no more;
crystalline waves
rolling past.
All form,
be it words,
or shape,
movement,
architectural ruin,
thought,
is crystallized energy.
Information.
Perhaps we can say
there are echoes,
reverberations,
that persist beyond
crystallization;
are more subtle
crystallizations,
memories of things
that are no more...
our fate, should we leave
any seeds to germinate among
the memories of tomorrow:
crystalline crystals.
Memories of memories.
Astral immortality.