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Shape of Formlessness

Credits: NASA, ESA, CSA, and STScI - First Images from the James Webb Space Telescope | NASA
                            
At first, I saw it.  
I rejected the sight of it.  
Oh, how long I had passed by it, 
but it was always there 
waiting for me to take notice of it.  

Darkness.  
They held it up as the Taboo:  
"It is poison!"
I felt it drawing me forth - 
a resonating call to my being.

I was at my wits end.
There was nothing left
that could have been done.
And it was still there waiting.
"Pour me a glass," said I. 

A toast for the Ages.
The rim touched my lips.
I held back the tears
as the drink travelled down.

Then more, then more
Till the goblet was empty.
My memory started to quake
As bitterness once bound
Came rushing through.

Thoughts and feelings
burned away.  Ashes in a breeze.
All that I was fell away
Like a serpent's skin.
Self shattered.

I thought I was no more
but it couldn't have been that.
Feet dug into rugged earth.
Lungs felt the fresh brisk air.
Chaos had order.

A faint whisper spoke,
"This is reality."
I breathed in and out
And felt the Cosmos
dancing within.

You do not feel
the weight of the world
once you've cast it off
and put yourself in the proper place:
In the midst thereof.

I turned to darkness.
To evade my neglected self
And discovered a self
connected with all the Universe.
And here am I.











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