14 янв. 2015 г., 21:33

Precursor 

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A feeling of incomplete awakening
where sleep has not set in before.
A glimpse of another time and space.
Calm primordial darkness
pervading unity,
predating everything.
Before the stars
and gravity.
Arcane sensation of belonging,
expanding intuition haunting,
self-awareness fading in.
A thickening drive
for breaking out of comfort,
for a journey of discovery.
The cracking of the eggshell,
the slow withdrawal
of the veil of slumber
into outstretched arms that welcome
Your emergence.
Come alive,
my eyes are yours now...

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