The Spark

Eyes closed, body forgotten, drifting in and out of dreams,
I realised I had all the ingredients needed to create the world we see.

As I woke up and looked into my child’s eyes,
I knew we were the same beyond our temporal disguise.

The creative force behind our dreams,
Bears the mark of what must always have been.

That which can turn darkness to light,
Is that which can bring a universe to life.

This spark, lighting the mind without pause,
Is at the root of it all — the real, most fundamental; the causeless cause.

 

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