In Silence We stand
Contemplating A Question
An Enigma Of Our Time

As Each Mind Challenged It
The Problem Became More Daunting
More Monumental And, Yet Impossible To
Grasp

The Changes Were Different Now
Faster Somehow, Random In Purpose
What Intellect, Conceived Such Chaos
God? Satan? And Why?

As Bulwark Of Reality Falls Away, We Witness
A new Paradigm..Shifting Our Conciousness
Making Us Understand, Nothing Is Mundane,
Nothing Is Solid, Reality Is Fluid, Changing

Even We Are Changing, Time Is Not Moving
Only We Are, As We Look Into The Coming
Changes.. We Stand Amazed, Not At The
Changes, We See.. But At The Fact..

That Others Can’t See them.

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe