Tuesday, 13 August 2013

Fiat Lux


It begin at the beginning, or rather in the first
Expression of a statement that is unfinished, a word
Exaggerated by the blowing of solar storms, and burst
Apart, then spread across the universe:
A seed that breaks apart, an egg cracked,
A syllable choking on its own excessive consonants,
Or something more subtle, sibilant—a moment tacked
On the walls of eternity from the other side, a chance
Remark in the darkness of an empty womb, a kiss
Held back in the blush of passion, not whispered or wept
Like a tear that cannot globe or rest.  Resist
Articulation while the darkness spreads
And only gently hover in a dream

That eddies backwards on the ancient stream.

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