I know nothing and nothing knows me

I come from nowhere and yet I am part of everything 

Everywhere I look is something familiar 

Something is tuning in the essence of time 

Turning and churning familiarity 

In the womb, like in a tomb 

Always in need of something to swirl  

Tears are carried in moments of time 

Drops in the ocean of multitude 

I have no home and no meaning 

Yet I am needed in the fabric of creation 

Glorified warrior on light 

By Victoria Odey

Inspire Creativity

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