There is no reason

There is no reason

To believe in endings

Halfway to Paradise

Is less a journey

With nothing gained

As much as lost

Sunlight refracted

Through a finely spun

Arachnid’s web

Begets a multiverse

Of rainbows

Which defy interpretation

Of their worth

In simple language

Every morning

Dreams are broken

When different stories

Are created

To further understand

The shortfall

Between what was thought

And what was learned

In passing through

Broker a peace

Resolve the question

Of participation

It is not a race

But a collective

Of archetypal meanings

Without an answer

To beginnings

Defined as moments

Reached before

The Paradise

Once sought

Is lost to logic

And the door

To happiness

So newly found

Is irrevocably lost

Among the

Vagaries of life

Love and reason.