[1 MINUTE READ] an exploration of origins
from a latent presence in a void
we arose
as the emptiness of space, devoid of coordinates
condensing into objects, creating distance
set adrift into movement, creating time
our existence has mostly been imbued with intangibles
a pervasive silence, an unfathomable infiniteness
that descended into the world as we know it
as the main character in an unfolding story
of appearances and disappearances
that make us believe
that things that begin
must come to an end
even as drops of mist still arrive onto windows
seeds turn into trees and fall in their shadows
beneath the body and breath
beyond the heart and mind
is a stillness that reminds us
we came from the void
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The canvas on which the world unfolds cannot be seen, touched or defined – but is the ground on which everything exists. It is referred to as…
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