Building nothingness in cycles

somewhere beyond hope,
in the corner of the unfathomable ........
a great and endless absurdity,
reaching out to maudlin cosmos of nothingness .......
lies the choice for the viable;
that eternal beacon of light ,
that bewilders,
that amazes,
that condradicts everything and itself tooo ,
and
then
as if everything was still and unborn
seizes and surpasses life
in delightful humility....
oh dear,in any context of breath
what would be more orgasmic??

~Sunil Emjay~

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