The Dark of Night

The Dark of Night, Such Void of Light, The Piercing of my Soul, The only Way to be Whole

How is it that to be pierced, which in essence creates a hole, is the only way to be full?  Is it balance?  Is it experience?  Does it matter?  Does life care?

Nature surely does not for Nature unfolds as Nature would, without bias, free from discrimination, and surely without retribution if something happens against it.

The Flow of Life flows forth from strife, the swirl of galactic chaos.  In the next life, perhaps I’ll be an albatross and spread giant wing with wing,

then soar.

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