
In morning dark
Before the light
Last vestiges
Of peaceful night
My spirit flies
Across the skies
I see it all
Before my eyes
What came before
What’s yet to be
For fleeting time
My spirit free
I see it all
Unfolding here
Above the doubt
Above the fear
My powers true
None comprehend
I am beginning
I am the end
I’m everything
And in between
The likes of which
No eyes have seen
You hope to reach
You strive one day
But you can never
Know my way
I fly by night
Do what I must
Before this world
Returns to dust
ยฉThe Beginning At Last, Nov 2024

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