if you see the world a reservoir

how no love is ever lost



who was it who said everything has to go somewhere.  that nothing disappears.  in this world, in this cosmos.  even the chromium and cadmium may find themselves in the bodies of weeds, absorbed by plants, long after they are disposed on garbage heaps.  how nothing disappears.  no matter the ephemeral.  every thing a palimpsest.  even this world, layer after layer of events, known as histories, known as peoples, also known as love.  do you believe in energy? in warm thoughts, as well as warm bodies?  do you believe in the vast-ness of this universe, in the minute-ness of atoms, in the indefatigable force that binds us all?