In the great darkness
I sat.
In humble all
And for no other
It began to reason.
The processes,
Time and the breath of mass,
Through light.
And into the bleak,
“This I command”.
So it was.
Sun and earth,
Solids in Space,
And One corner of the vast,
Shall seek the other three.
And bring them back to me.
Now in spring,
Nature brings the Savior.
Night becomes day
And you conceive your birth -
Nihilist to the core.
Break the soil.
Bang the drums.
Bare witness to this life.
Awareness is the key,
Be.
Then bring them back to me.
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