21d • Creations - Expressions
Call Of The Cosmos
Call of the Cosmos
I heard it young, a hum, a hush,
A silver thread, a rising rush.
It wound through wind, it sang through stone,
A trembling, beckoning undertone.
I reached too wide, I reached too deep,
A flame that stirred but could not keep.
The closer called, the further burned,
And in the silence, I returned.
Waters whispered, shadows spun,
A mirrored sky, the distant sun.
I drifted there through moonless tides,
With nova stars behind my eyes.
I learned the language of the void,
The ache of empty space, employed.
How hollow halls can still resound
With lost refrains beneath the ground.
I learned to listen, learn to hear,
The hidden pulse both far and near.
The hush between the heart's own beat,
The sacred rhythm underneath.
I learned to trust the voice that flows
Through unseen paths where no one goes;
To answer quiet, answer loud
Each stellar song, each pulse avowed.
I know now what was obscured -
The mystery, pure and matured -
The call once faint became my guide,
And stars once distant burn inside.
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