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Eternity – A Poem By Safrianna Lughna

Safrianna Lughna • October 4, 2025

Safrianna Lughna

Licensed therapist, Druid priestess, and bestselling author helping burnt-out professionals break patterns, reconnect with their intuition, and stop compartmentalizing who they are.

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Eternity

This stardust, 

specks, cells, atoms, 

make the matter of the 

Universe. 

It will exist for Eternity. 

Cannot be created, nor destroyed. 

Simply is/are in absolutes. 

Foolish humans, however: 

their biggest folly being the 

thought they are somehow 

better than all else because 

they can speak, 

conceptualize sentience. 

But, they can most certainly be destroyed. 

Have you seen their fragile forms? 

How quickly they fade? 

We, counting ourselves as superior to the 

Divine Intelligence that is all of Nature, 

think we can outwit the source of 

All and Awe. 

But, we cannot outlive the Infinite.

— Safrianna Lughna


But the big part of being an individual many humans miss is that the individual by nature means there is a whole—a unified state, too.

We play games of superiority that do not support the highest good of all when we operate from wounded individuality.

It’s important we remember we are but one part of a larger ecosystem. The healthier we are, the more we genuinely thrive in harmony with ourselves AND the world around us, the more we have the capacity to ripple out an abundance of sustainable resources, opportunities, and nourishment for all. We CAN do it.

Step one is realize we’re mortal, fallible creatures who live and die like everything else on Mother Earth.

Step two is realizing so is everyone else. We are all equal.

We are all part of the one great whole, the Infinite. Call it what you will. Universe, Creation, God, Matter.

We are all made of the same stardust.

This time of year I can’t help but reflect on those I’ve loved who have passed on to return to the All again. I wonder on if they’ve taken new forms—remade themselves in some new image of God.

What does this poem evoke for you? Do you agree or disagree with my sentiments? Do you have a different take?

With Infinite Love,
Safrianna the Poet


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