Finite

Oh finite life!
Don't I bow to you?
To your ever changing colours,
To Man's infinite desires
Oh life, oh finite,
The store runs out of your supplies.

Oh finite time!
Don't I see you leave?
Creating seconds to leave them behind,
Towards a future, infinite
Oh time, oh finite,
Don't I see you move past life?

Oh finite love!
Oh my life, wrapped in time!
Hiding behind eternal eyes,
Preserving a depth, infinite
Oh love, oh finite
In your limits, your beauty lies.

Oh finite me!
With finite talent, finite hits,
Finite container of infinite dreams;
I am the plant and the seed
I am the questions disturbing me.
Being finite is an infinite mystery.