Once upon no time, in its infancy Emptiness was dreaming infinity Or the lack thereof Scheming drafting and etching A blue print of what was to be A cosmic brew of possibilities
Craving a virgin canvas To carve its celestial creation
The origin tore apart at the core And unfolded to form the soil In which it sought to sow Its life bearing seed Gases collided and blossomed Into blazing stars Spheres arose from the dichotomy Of inertia and gravity
The fabric of time was woven And its erroneous concept born
For time does not exist It is just the applicable Linear perception of growth Empirical science, scant and scarce Lack of infinity to grasp the boundaries Abiding by this mystery
Once upon no time emptiness dreamt And craved a virgin canvas
Freehand and model-less Yet results were marvelous The void was filled and the symbolic Sands of time were stirred -Ageless fallout showering the present Mourners lie in wait Witness to the weeping widows Grieving the passing of timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
