
Dying embers of a visage
show flashes of returning hope
Flooded libraries drying up
Knowledge cannot be drowned
even inside the sullen body
even inside the dormant mind
Dying embers of a visage
show flashes of a time gone by
Bubbling of gaps in memories
like the time you saw her for the first time
like the time you felt it all should end
like the time you felt it shouldn’t
Dying embers of a visage
or the dying of your own illusion
Margins of insanity and your
brush with the prison of time
Realisations that you are free
that everything comes and goes
as it pleases, even words, even the lack of them
The visage has died
The embers have vanished
The lies merge into truths
The ignorance into knowledge
The knowledge into unlearning
The unlearning into a clean slate
The visage is born again
You are born again
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Picture courtesy James Webb Telescope
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The universe is still out there!
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Beautiful lines after everything we are born again. Well shared thanks 😊👍
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Nice
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