Creation
From the dark corner of my mind
I hurl what is to be creation
Matter blends with idea
The greatest of many to come
Eruption
Fire and ice
Cold and lifeless
Wilderness of naked though
My soul pour into it
Willing it to be,
To see and show the reflection of me
My seed flung into the darkness
Spreading into the womb
Light shatters the darkness and creation was born
I hurl what is to be creation
Matter blends with idea
The greatest of many to come
Eruption
Fire and ice
Cold and lifeless
Wilderness of naked though
My soul pour into it
Willing it to be,
To see and show the reflection of me
My seed flung into the darkness
Spreading into the womb
Light shatters the darkness and creation was born
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