For eons stood in darkness,
Only didn’t know what ‘twas.
No sight nor thought nor touch of sound
No now, if, then, because
And that which I now call myself
Knew nothing of all this
And was content just not to know
That I did not exist.
Then what should hap, but on the lights
Did blaze with fury and with sound
And I could not then just ignore
That there was is around.
I blink still in the warm, new light
But now begin to doubt.
If I was not before the lights,
What then, when they go out?
May 9, 2011
May 9, 2011 at 8:05 PM UTC
For eons stood in darkness,
Only didn’t know what ‘twas.
No sight nor thought nor touch of sound
No now, if, then, because
And that which I now call myself
Knew nothing of all this
And was content just not to know
That I did not exist.
Then what should hap, but on the lights
Did blaze with fury and with sound
And I could not then just ignore
That there was is around.
I blink still in the warm, new light
But now begin to doubt.
If I was not before the lights,
What then, when they go out?