the more cycles pass
the more recurring it all seems —
from the highs and the lows of the physique (merisms)
to the twists and turns of this mind (hendiadyses).
it’s all creation, after all,
the architecture of the small
vis-à-vis the vastness of the universe.
however, unlike that first creation moment
which needed neither material nor spark to begin with,
merely chaos, this one needs two to tango
at just the perfect time. and until then,
it is easier to surrender