The first chord
The first line
That first look
The first rhyme
Those rare moments of sheer bliss
When life forms perfect piece by piece
When doors fly open, let in the breeze
When walls do crumble and bring release
When hope is mere hope no more
When you are found by what you are looking for
When there is so much to explore
When you forgive what's come before
That tiny atom of breath divine
New universes spawn within that line
Bold hunger races up your spine
When you embark, within the light resign
Creation's yours, you know that you are winning
When you have found your way to the beginning
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Comments: 9
Already the first line hooked me.
Love and blessings - S.