Thursday, February 6, 2014

Genesis, Chapter 1: A prose poem

It was not darkness
until light appeared
it was
blanket of being
that cannot be seen
because there is
nothing else

And light appeared
pushing him to the edges
against the edges of her brightness
he found himself
called darkness

the thin dividing line
gave both being
his absence a something

always there
duality in oneness
always encroaching against each other
always terribly divided

what comes before
the unity has no name

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