dust

taking time to think amidst the chaos
I find a place that’s timeless
past to present, present to thoughts
around and against this again
leaning toward the terrifying uncertain
confidently falling with trust
waiting arms to tie me with ropes
keep me safe from sinking
further and ever further into dust
but taking this at what cost
fractal of place and time and thought
combining in spirals of light
feebly seen distantly in the dusk
structure of the unseen
holding that enemy entropy in
hoping for magic to remain
forcing order once again