play_arrowNow and ForeverI am trapped hell of my own design.Of creation. Of destruction.Of healing. Of suffering. I was a great and all-knowing force.A guide across a new, unfamiliar immortal coil.Forgiving and yieldingas I led you across this great space. I thought you to be small.To be ignorant.To be entirely unaware of the plans I had for you.Of the deception I had weaved. After all, how could a mere mortal ever measure up to a God?Mortals know nothing of forever. And now here I stand,like a newborn deer in spring.Unsure of my footing.My own form foreign. In sparing me, you have killed me a thousand times. I am now beneath the very creatures I chose to guide.A mere ant. A speck. A great nothing.I have no power here.No real strength to call my own. I had seen endless sunsets.The rise and fall of civilizations.Witnessed the crash of continents. I understood what it was to be mortal.They lived a mere blink, desperate and afraid,and then they died wholly insignificant. Yet, you made me sit in those fields,as though I had a choice,to listen to the babble of the brook.Not to consider the raging river it may become,but to enjoy it, just as it was. The flowers bounced softly on the breeze;somewhere children shouted,birds sang, trees swayedknowing nothing of eons pastand nothing of tomorrow. I held the universe in my hands.Yet, only now do I seem to understand it.Its intricacies, its nuances.The gentle touch of a summer’s day. In the end, perhaps I was destined to fail.For all of my deceptions, I knew so little.Ignorant to each water drop that created the stream.Each little drip that led to my downfall. After all, how could a God ever challenge a mortal?Gods know nothing of the now.trophy