A Riddel

Long ago,
Before the first of the dust was made,
Or before a droplet of water was formed.
Ere matter was a construct, or eon or space,
Even before the universe's womb grow.
And nothingness was unborn. 
Where was He?
   
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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