Existence
This world, womb we are cradled ,
Fetuses in oblivion, illusion bordering,
Unknown tomorrow, sealed faculties
Yet today’s now was future once unknown.
From a mother's womb we came to light’s embrace,
Yet entered in a bigger one
Awaiting the next form,
Each present form shaped in yesterday’s vast space.
Are we gestating still, for worlds unseen?
Or bound to dream within this womb serene
Our forms change to full circle
Perhaps emerging to that source
The energy triggered the big bang or beyond
Copyright © Johnson Vdev | Year Posted 2025
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