The Eternal Myth

The Eternal Myth

In a void, a formless vacuum,

I came into existence.

You came too, for this

Is the truth of it all.

When you see me on,

The horizon as a sunset,

Or feel me in a breath

Ruffling your hair,

You know who I am

And who you really are.

Because we are not of form,

Though you see me this way.

All of life is set deep,

Within this revelation.

We are also what we are not

For how could it be,

Unless we stood to see,

The light setting free,

Our spirits combined eternally.