Consciousness

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: 'The Odd Ones'
Where possibility lives. Where everything begins. It's where you'll find me.

Submitted: April 24, 2017

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The rushing stream has come to tell me its many mysteries

It sweeps me up like a breeze, taking me into the farthest spaces

Where possibility lives.  Where everything begins.  Where life is dead, but is birthed again.

I am its passenger, always willing, always cognizant

 

The rushing stream takes me to the infinite corners

Where everything is dark.  Where everything is a mystery.  Like the deep sea.

But I am not scared

I can see life begin in the dark.  A bright light and a silent bang

 

Do I have the potential to be a silent bang?  Do I hold the potential to create a silent bang?

Only I can know

 

The rushing stream sweeps me back home

Where everything is familiar.  Where everything lives in light.

It is a sharp contrast to the dark, a harsh adjustment to my vision

Neither feels more alive

 

Life is all around me, but in the rushing stream is where I live

It’s where I fly

Where possibility lives.  Where everything begins.  Where life is dead, but is birthed again.

It is the dominion where you will find me


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