Cast out of motionless womb
Seals unexpressed opened
Darkness flowing like a mighty river
Light receding like a forgotten dream
The sound of silence fills all
with its deafening trill
Nothing is leading to nowhere
and opening void, bids welcome
Come in to this emptiness and
fill it with nothing
Pressure mounts upon the formless one
Its flowing state becomes entangled
Fear is recast, into reborn hope
The shadow grows smaller
Closing in on a distant shore
Blessings float by, unnoticed
A golden glow beckons
in a rising hope
Hope you like this little ode, warmest regards Michael.
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