Billions of years from now,
The sun’s warm light will fade away.
Even the Milky Way, and the Universe,
Will eventually cease to exist.
Time spares no one, and nothing;
But what will become of time itself?
Perhaps it is part of a big cycle,
Continuing indefinitely and unending;
Flowing forward and backward,
Throughout all of eternity.
Or maybe it will fall victim to itself,
Like light trapped in a black hole.
Still yet, maybe time doesn’t even exist;
We just choose to believe it does.
In the end, I suppose we’ll never know
As we are too intertwined.
by Cody McCullough
Photo by Elizabeth McCullough
Cody McCullough Writes: 
Great job Cody!
Thank you. I’m glad you liked it.
Excellent work Cody.
Thank you for liking my work.
I like, i like!
Thank you. I’m glad you do.
Beautiful.
Thank you for your comment.
Perhaps it is part of a big cycle, Continuing indefinitely and unending; Flowing forward and backward, Throughout all of eternity.
Every change creates something new… So many things beyond our understanding… I think you are right… we will never know.
Thank you for your comment. Hopefully some day we’ll at least know a little more….
This poem made feel very at ease. I don’t think that was the intention, but the way the words flow– so perfect, and the word choice, just made me feel like having your poems on an audiobook and listening to it as I fall asleep, or do one of my favorite hobbies– drawing. Thank you for the serenity in your poetry. So refreshing.
Thank you for your wonderful comment. I’m glad you like the flow and word choice of my poems.
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