There is an oh so silent process
By Yutka
Mon, 18 Nov 2024
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There is an oh so silent process,
nobody knows
when human soul grows
out of the dust in space,
when spirit comes to life...
A mother knows
when belly's blessed
and grows and grows.
A body grows from soul
then souls divide
pushed out by body
violently
exist all multiplied-
That's like my poem,
where a spark
like out of nothing flew
and grew and grew…
There is an oh so silent process
which
the spirit world adores,
when meaning out of space
expands, ejects, occurs,
becomes all powerful
and braves the flesh, the brain,
materialises and
forms a mesh again,
a mesh of further arms
that reaches out and drives
the old ideas away,
becomes alive.
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