Embracing Entropy

I once looked for something beyond entropy

Something that never died,  something that never broke, something that never moved.

But now I realize, that you have to find beauty in the the finite.

Look back on moments as threads that weave a memory that you can always hold to your heart, that will always mean something to you, and you alone.

Others may see nothing but a shattered glass.

But I see shards that once made a beautiful sculpture.

Everything ends... and that's ok. 

We just reach for those few beautiful and frail things and hold on to them as long as we possibly can...