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Light to split darkness
life to spring forth on
the third rock from an ordinary star
Time and consciousness to exist
Knit together, fearfully, wonderfully
In seven billion wombs
Like stars in the heavens,
We are a universe unto ourselves
Capable of hate and violence yet
created in, by, and for love.
When we choose and are chosen,
is there anything impossible?
A template, a map,
a way in the desert has been given
Light has cleaved the darkness and darkness has not overcome it
We too shall overcome
A beginning, a birth, a cry of pain and love and hope.
Light.
A death, a tomb, a cry of mourning, heads hung in shame.
Darkness.
A road, understanding, a redirection, a resurrection.
Ascension.
