What little moment is it
when a soul condenses into being
the cusp between light and dark
what magic is there
deep within the matrix of possibilities
what is to come from the freedom
of creation unbound by time
what creatures of light
dance in the heart of the sun
what unknown love
swings through the galaxies
laughing as the stars swirl about
like dust motes in the sunlight
in the instant of a lightning flash
what worlds unfold
the music builds slowly
in the vast cold of never
becoming the bird song at dawn
what then of the omega angel
watcher over all
the end keeper
quiet and still
a free agent
deeper than good and evil
beyond the reach of reason
or confusion
as he waits
Tell Me Then
Re: Tell Me Then
what...indeed....nice romp thru the possibilities of imagination
what little moment is it
when a soul condenses into being
the cusp between light and dark...............great starting 3 lines...
sets the cerebral journey in motion.........
what little moment is it
when a soul condenses into being
the cusp between light and dark...............great starting 3 lines...
sets the cerebral journey in motion.........
the death of empathy is the birth of barbarism
