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Eminence
CYCLE II: FIRE
A dark so dense where light cannot survive.
In stillness found, before the stars were born.
If single chance or several times revive,
With all that ever was, precogent form.
In peace did It reside, before gave space.
For time had not been given even thought,
For none yet knew, Its resting without place.
And nothing was for no thing yet had brought.
Perhaps It was too concert to not be?
Was It perhaps too lonely for Its own?
Perhaps in turning inside out to see,
It found Its way that all Itself be shown.
Unknown it came, the Lone Eternal Spark,
With flame and force did all that’s known embark.
April 9 - NaPoWriMo 2017
A dark so dense where light cannot survive.
In stillness found, before the stars were born.
If single chance or several times revive,
With all that ever was, precogent form.
In peace did It reside, before gave space.
For time had not been given even thought,
For none yet knew, Its resting without place.
And nothing was for no thing yet had brought.
Perhaps It was too concert to not be?
Was It perhaps too lonely for Its own?
Perhaps in turning inside out to see,
It found Its way that all Itself be shown.
Unknown it came, the Lone Eternal Spark,
With flame and force did all that’s known embark.
April 9 - NaPoWriMo 2017
Published 9th Apr 2017
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