Orb

"Orb"

There at the genesis of eternity,
An orb crashes upon the shores of creation, 

an orb of pure shape and pure color 

pulls away from the monotony of silvery whites 

to find its will and way.  

Forming from the whites and grays 

of its past 

splashing now among 

the swirls of curves 

     and lines 

of intersecting contradictions 

Perhaps 

tempting itself 

to seize a moment 

     from the sea 

          and form 

in its infancy, 

the ancient pillars of imagination 

and find the simple lines 

of all kinds of designs 

of beauty so entwined, 

Forming 

     the perfect 

          amalgamation 

               of creation and chaos 

all for our eyes to settle upon.  

Forever frozen this orb

perhaps 

somewhere 

along nature's design 

existing as a mastery of imagination.  

An orb dripping lines and swirls 

of silvery whites and grays 

creating only what our mind can paint.

 

It finally settles 

among the monotony of life 

and finds time 

has stopped and given memory 

to its piece of art.

-Armando Torres