Once I wallowed in the darkness of the void
That darkness darker than the night
Ever searching, ever groping, ever longing
My hands clutching shadows that slipped through my fingers.
Lost in a maze without meaning, without purpose, without destination
I wandered in a dry and waterless land
My soul aching for something or someone to give me hope
An experience to justify this pitiful existence.
How I yearned to escape the absurdity
I clung to my individuality, my uniqueness, but in vain
Having rejected You I acknowledged that all was One – ever turning, all encompassing
And within this Monolith “I” was an illusion.
How I longed to communicate – to understand and to be understood
How I longed to reciprocate – to love and to be loved
How I longed to impose my will – to create and to be created
But how could I escape the Monolith?
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