Deep inside
lies a part of itself never known,
hidden under captivity,
it shines on its own,
fearless of being alone.
Every inch of its power
eats this world alive,
for an on-going process of strength it strives,
to hold the universe with one hand,
in a never-ending land,
where all humans are banned.
Only in another formation
can it become of itself,
made up of loud pieces of silence,
so often visualized by afar,
where nothing becomes
an abstract clone of nothing,
to eternally relive as everything. |
