There is a time our possessions are state of the Art
And when we look back, its almost incredible we flaunted them.
Nothing stands up to the trend forever.
Its only relative to time and place.
All things have oblivion beckoning at the onset.
But we are dazzled by vanity
The best word for “trending” should be “momentary”
Someday, “these too shall pass away”
Is not just about change, but the emptiness of what fills us up
So the sorrows over the mundane is worthless.
The Magnificence and Beauty erode while we helplessly watch.
Such is the mockery of the divine to the material.
I wish we could all know.
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