Somewhere there
is a planet Earth
in which I can take rebirth
by the sheer force of the vision
I created within the mantle of death
to have a life,
to live and do
for a moment,
in between creation and death.
And there
is the miracle
of light, life, love and liberty.
It is the Great Work:
every act of existence,
a revolutionary act
against the overwhelming finality
of death.
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