Eternograf 5
There is within me a thirst,
an unbounded hunger for the infinite,
that pushes me ever forward,
through darkness and light,
through the desolation of my dreams,
seeking a “something”
that even words cannot name.
If I were to reach that place,
beyond the invisible borders
of my own being,
perhaps I would then understand
that I was never truly alone,
that every star,
every shadow,
every whisper lost to the wind
carried me within it,
like a spark
from an undying fire.
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