Eternity

Eternity
By Mark Spencer

Can you think, for just a moment,
Without finite restraints;
Beyond linear progression,
Where time has no constraints?

Let's focus on eternity,
And how it is defined;
Having no end or beginning,
Unlike your finite mind.

It's a boundless and timeless state,
That you cannot perceive.
The nature of eternity,
The mind cannot conceive.

You can't imagine boundlessness,
While bound to such a quest.
And every thought takes time to think,
We fail the timeless test.

Yet if eternity is so,
I find it curious.
For something bound to space and time,
Is not but spurious.

Eternity does not have width,
Nor, also, depth or height.
It isn't measured by its space,
It's neither vast nor slight.

So think about reality,
And share my confusion;
Isn't matter just energy,
Forming an illusion?

Did that energy bind itself,
Shaping all that we've known?
If eternity is boundless,
Could we form on our own?

If you ponder the paradox,
You'll understand my case.
Eternity does not include
What we call time and space.

So could this realm create itself,
From out of nothing's maw;
Or overcome eternity,
And it's eternal law?

Something cannot come from nothing,
Another paradox.
And universes do not form,
Without the building blocks.

Neither finite nor infinite,
Have answers to this twist.
So what conclusion can we reach,
For how we all exist?

When each choice finds a paradox,
That leaves one conclusion.
There has to be another force,
Binding this illusion.

For if it can't form on its own,
You have to heed the sign.
We're left with one alternative:
Intelligent design.

End.