in a womb.
time non-existent;
not even the concept
of time, cold, fear...
only the beating of the heart
beating in the womb;
the whole womb beating
from vacuum to vacuum,
beyond beginning and end;
a vague sense of something infinite;
a womb beyond the womb,
nameless...
*****
3 comments:
"...beyond beginning and end;
a vague sense of something infinite;
a womb beyond the womb,
colourless, odourless, nameless..."
That is so beautifully evocative, Mr V
You have a gift of transporting the reader into the world you describe!
Blessed!
thank you, dear! this is something from a meeting with a friend the other day.
one feels like being in a womb. so secure. one doesn't know even the concept of security...
puff! you disappear!
thank you, dear! this is something from a meeting with a friend the other day.
one feels like being in a womb. so secure. one doesn't know even the concept of security...
puff! you disappear!
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