“Trilogy”
A POEM
In the beginning
A Mind, Eternal.
Then
A mind, created.
A sweet Whispering,
“You are radiant, and I love you.”
A proud roaring,
“I know, now give me worship!”
All Hell breaks loose.
On the new water
A Breath, Eternal.
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