Sound of Creation

Long time ago in the ocean of space,
The Great Symphony of Creation.
A beginning of an imaginary place,
in harmony to the Law of Gravitation.

Nebula Pillars illuminated by a thousand light,
a lonely speck of dust twinkling.
Vibrating echoes of The White Knight,
the fingerprint of your hand signaling.

O Mighty King who sits on his throne,
a flame has been lit in the desolate land.
You found me; turned me into a living stone,
I am free; no longer caught in the devouring sand.

By Mathias Nielsen


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