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Divinity of Shadows
The first inkling of division
Comes into existence, at conception
Where – There
Is an explosion of white light,
A crescendo -
In contours of full fledged
Masterpiece,
Absorbed into an event horizon
Composed
Of self.
And then the division begins…
Cell by cell, unto sight,
In utero
Of opening eye, pledged
To this:
Become what we must become,
Enclosed
In self.
And the division continues…
Into the screaming abyss,
Into an imperfect world -
For why is it like this,
That we are seemingly hurled,
With no seeming purpose,
As the sun makes a collision
With the self, producing shadows,
Sending opening eyes to introspection.
And I see it…
Maybe then,
Shadows exist
For
Examination
&
Examination
Leads back
To
The
Divine.
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