Emptiness
Time, space, Being toppling over;
The pivot of nothingness.
I exist here in the moment, moment by moment.
This is where the many become one,
I want to say I stood at the void and looked with a countenance
Of love and adoration into the emptiness
And, saw the uncreated come into existence from the timeless
Pool of the void. Love exists in form over and over.
Copyright © Paul E. Lake | Year Posted 2019
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