The first day

(In the beginning was the word)

Comfort.  Womb.
Void; a vacuum that involves a
certain stretching of the
                   tendency to
                   listen,
to observe - in fact that leads the 
senses down another path.

Are you aware of other vacuums
jostling this?  separated
                by a difference in
                concepts,
or a shift of seconds, or a
shade of colour that they don't possess,
but could.

Liquid,   lightless,
and perturbed by the passing of a breath.
Now, in an instant, where warmth had been
unknown, we see the surge of
breakers casting
long and swaying shadows
       which merge to form night,
   ripple to the verge of a 
         separated darkness.

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