The weight of the World

Is crushing down

Everything to the core

Despotically it protects

From straying into the void

Despotically it commands

For omnipresent strength

I have fallen

From the weight of the world

And I am being pulled down

Towards the center of being

It is as if Matter

Wants to hold itself together

In vain, against the cold estrangement

Of continious expansion

I rise to claim my Identity

Against the grind of amorphous clay

Pushing the soil down

Destroying the Rock with my fists

To see the Light of Day

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Born to the world of Wonder

Of endless promise and finite, abrupt reality

With dreams directed towards the Higher dimensions

Inbetween deceptive phenomena and elusive noumena

The navel of Motherly love must be cut

To escape the inevitable demise

From the blazing hands of the Father

Without wanton belief and asuredness

The path to the gateway of cosmos

Is a small ray, deep throughout the inmensurable darkness