SPACE

T. Boston

What is this expanse where darkness dwells?

This space unknown that answers to no name.

No meaning can describe its perfect awe,

nor reason can expound its shrouded fame.

 

This eternal mass, though mass it cannot be,

nor can it be a void for it holds all things within.

An endless abyss, where chaos forms its laws.

Limitless, timeless, time too is trapped therein.

 

Its darkness tames the fury of a flaming Sun

and quells the stars, as sparks 'neath water plunged.

Their light, their heat, their power, their all,

drawn into its blackness and there expunged.

 

It clasps all things inside its frigid grip.

All grandeur shrinks and pales in this expanse.

Yet fragile life is found in its embrace.

A universe preserved; defended, takes her stance.

 

Does it exist to shield this dawn of life

and cocoon her like a rare and precious stone?

In this fearful, dreadful span she hides.

This diverse place, unique and on her own.

 

Is this dark vastness solely there to frame

the possession of an unseen higher force?

Such greatness is beyond the human mind.

Can we begin to fathom this enigmatic source?

 

What is this expanse where darkness dwells?

Where time did never bloom nor know decay.

Did it begin and will it end or can we know

its Alpha and Omega; its first and final day?

  • Author: T. Boston (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 26th, 2021 04:09
  • Category: Spiritual
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  • L. B. Mek

    well written, thanks for sharing

    • T. Boston

      Thank you

    • dusk arising

      Enjoyed how you concluded this piece.



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