Collections – Intro- Atthebeginning – Story

IV
At the beginning of Time,
In that fine eternal instant
All there was and all that will be
Is a mere Nothing.

And all that Nothing was full of Light.
Pure and vibrant Light;
light knew it was Light
And Light was all there was.

Yet knowing was not enough
For a thought is just a thought,
Without the feeling taht it holds.

And words are only given Power
When One truly feels their strength-
So let us not be shallow!
may we learn through good and bad,
thickness and thin
That the whole is just as empty as it is filled.