Eternograf 2
Perhaps my truth
does not lie in shapes or outlines,
but in the empty spaces between them,
in the unbearable distance
between myself and my reflection,
between all that I am now
and what I might understand
if I had the courage
to gaze into the abyss
without blinking.
When I gaze into the abyss,
I discover only my own reflection,
not as I am,
but as I can never be:
an infinite equation,
without edges,
without a name,
a sliver of light
suspended in absolute nothingness.
Copyright © Florin Lacatus | Year Posted 2025
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