Untitled #70 / Light Moves Quickly
Light moves quickly,
quick enough to
escape time.
Where no light falls, the hand of God
passes over, leaving all
unchanged.
Should you merge? Should you remain?
Either path leads to immortality.
Copyright © Jesse Jones | Year Posted 2007
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