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The void

To hear a voices toll
It's pain so clearly rung
The loss of familiarity
The birth of grief and it's disparity
It's existent non existence
The basis of reality?
Does there exist, a point in time
That makes all this....
The will of the devine?
Or a step across a dividing line?
The loss of conveyance
Anothers mediative Sunnata...
In exhaustion or rarefaction
Both are minds found unknowing
And the void? Sought or not..
Is manifestation and contemplation
Is change and it's composition
Sung through nature's living song
Fiftysevenhours
Written by Fiftysevenhours
Published | Edited 26th Jan 2020
Author's Note
Have added a video although was not sure on imagery, any thoughts don't be shy! I will be giving it some more thought and will replace in due course..
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