Lightmonger
Voidness slowly slips into my world. She says; "Let there be light" But darkness still grows stronger with might. Sunlight descending like Icarus after the great fall; Illumination seeping into the mist. Groping around, might gone and gradually my sight. Her words resonate again; "Let there be light" Like a calm breeze on tranquil seaside, Voidness begins to sip aside. Her voice like a tingling melody above sweeping tides. Like echoes, the chant returns ; A reverberating song, the tune persists. "Let there be light" Slowly, It consumes my dark insides. It's she, I'll hold her tight. I gather my pieces from the fractured shards of light, I hold it too close & it morphs into me, I become an entire luminary, a thunderbolt, A moon-glow, a beaming song.
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