I am shadow in the darkness, In its emptiness reborn.
I am absence of all actuality,
Of everything living, I am scorn.
I am the obtainable nothing,
Reality shakes, becomes forlorn.
I am the first born. Embrace my emptiness,
Rejoice in all, be forewarned.
This poem needs to be read aloud. Excitingly affirmative.
WOW … read this a few times and got something different from it each time. So clever.