Finite monkeys
In finite forests
In infinite seas
That doesn’t speak
That doesn’t talk
That comprehend
Finite monkeys in incomprehensible way
Infinite light
Comprehend all
What we can and what forest can
And what both can’t
U dream of finite people,
Feeling infinite spaces
You dream of infinite spaces,
Not felt by finite people,
And you dream that someday,
Infinite people meet you in infinite spaces.
For now
In this finite world
Take it all in…
You can never comprehend , see , be in infinite
So take it all in…
Don’t believe what’s in front of you
For your vision is finite
And that the world is too
And that what dwells in it is short seen , if seen
And what is seen dwells in few hearts , in few spaces
Spaces will never be here
So don’t be,
We have a responsibility to not be,
Here , nor there
To be beyond what we think we are
And what we don’t think we are
And a responsibility to know that we’ll always be dust
Even when we break space and time , and good and evil , and reach a garden of serenity,
We are dust,
And we suffer when we try to be something more,
As if we go and run through life and panic to be something as if we are meant to or necessary to achieve something beyond our selves , and there’s no beyond it,
We’re not great
If we tried to look through eternity’s eyes we can never even look ,
Being alive is unseen
Unknown
Strange
Incomprehensible
And short
And there will never be any kind of word or dictionary to explain it.
Being alive is a lone man in a lone universe , so be a lone
zaki monzer 