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Before Nothing Became Something


Rare compassions,for that which saves life

benefits for you, from the provider's prime

that one created, from the first mould

the builder of all that is, within the universe

Built from the desires, of and within

all of things eternal; things lasting forever

of eons ago; before nothing, became something

wondrous is the reach, that completes a circl

Of what number, in what lifeline are you

put in what lifetime, surpassed by the few

pieces placed together, comprising the views

of what it truly takes, what devotion is due

See without yourself, see within, see the true pictures

of how, all of life begins; one, of the Six, standing tall

shooting in; seeding life, giving life, saving

all life from when? Long ago then, something began.

 

Michael Darrell WalkerJohn

Copyright ©2007 Michael Darrell WalkerJohn

 
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