Last time I checked
Something new under the sun
Is a wondrous miracle
Over the course of one hundred thousand years
To find a new possibility
Feels nearly impossible
And yet,
And yet,
When the thoughts flow from your mind
Onto the page
We can marvel at the original work of art
The original work of your mind
The piece fades away
Amongst the reality we heap upon it
Like the bottom of the laundry hamper
But we will find it again
And clean it off
And smile
It's quite the miracle
That these exact words
Have not been written before
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 3:08 PM UTC
Last time I checked
Something new under the sun
Is a wondrous miracle
Over the course of one hundred thousand years
To find a new possibility
Feels nearly impossible
And yet,
And yet,
When the thoughts flow from your mind
Onto the page
We can marvel at the original work of art
The original work of your mind
The piece fades away
Amongst the reality we heap upon it
Like the bottom of the laundry hamper
But we will find it again
And clean it off
And smile
It's quite the miracle
That these exact words
Have not been written before