The Key To Time!

the dawn of creation,
again and again...
with every step

on the path to liberation!
our bodies shells,
holding undiscovered universes....

our spirits roam,
orphaned travellers,
in search of....

and light is only touch
put to darkness with passion,
the voices of God

pulse through our veins!
hunger, and magic,
a simple dropp of rain,

holding the secrets of infinity,
and the key to time!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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