There are no heralds
to sing epics of this,
The Sea of Infinite.
its music is silence
colored
in Nothingness

As I stare into the Void
It too stares unto me.
I am as empty as it;
We are one of the same,
Endless,
Lonely

Forever is a long time,
yet is only one infinite of many.
It has happened,
             is happening,
                      and will happen;
Yet when captured in a single moment
This too
Shall Pass