Each experience

Is like a short film

 

A fixed-duration sound and light show.

 

My life is an illusory line

Composed of short-lived segments

 

Everything with a beginning is fated for an end.

 

All that I know

At some point fades into the darkness of what I don’t

 

Every day ends in a dark night.

 

In and through short-lived experiences

The experience of experiencing has persisted

 

With all that changed, this alone has remained.