Heraclitus, Plato, Lucretius, Plotinus, all
The Ancients, sage or pleb, were right & knew it:
The Unmoved Mover cares not how we live
Within a world of ever-changing seasons,
Lands of loss & gain, & growth, decay
And death, this flux of swerving atoms fit
For rocks & stones & trees, yet not the reasons
Soul requires to guard against Its fall..?

Yes, our abode's a place that's had its day:
Autumn, winter, spring & summer merely
Change of light & heat, just names we give
Eternal solstice/equinox states that nearly
Reach a virtue built on solid permanence,
Rooted though they are in deep impermanence...

L. A. Barron


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