Beyond the metaphysical spectre there was perfect light Only light, there was no hint of darkness Nor was this moment ever in the past Nor could it ever be. Outside time It simply was. Perfect. Eternal. Pure Existence The Universe spun, and so did us Not as beings but as monads in a reverie In gravity's grip, no circle was pure No being was being, yet by being we were Eternal, forever an instant of light's electricity We were stars, sea seed, galaxies, quarks Nano things shinning on some starlit For eons or seconds we were exactly the same Existence's essence could be nothing than less All were rapidly burning through nothingness All were The same were Eternally around you, within me Was only light
