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THE ESSENCE OF THE INSIGNIFICANT |by Trond Lunden

I see the place surrounding me
as if I were alone
The birth of dusk releases light
which dies and fades away
Only to be replaced and reborn another day?

And I wonder how the least segnificant
can be the most essential
What could just as well have happened?
Where could we just as well be?

Tomorrow I woke up
and the sun was in the west
Yesterday was yet to come
and I was feeling younger

Looking out I found the
horizons bending upwards
Reaching for itself
For the circles' ends

Nothing gained the actor
And the losers wore gold
The world had changed
but still remained the same

And I see how the least segnificant
can be the most essential
What could just as well have happened
and where we just as well could be