Black,
Blank and bewildering--
Behold, my God this emptiness...
Ethereal,
Ever-changing and eternal
Embodying these unclaimed souls...
Secretive,
Slow and spacious
Serenading the roots of my mind...
Majestic,
Matter and mayhem--
Murmuring, my God, it's full of stars...
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