A star rose into the emptiness.
At first it was only a pinpoint in the void of sorrow and pain.
But it grew larger and larger until even the vastness of sorrow could not contain it.
That star is still shining.
It rises on our emptiness, energy pulsing.
And those who are childlike enough to listen can hear a voice in their night sky asking:
"Would you like to be born
again?"
© 2005
Saturday, November 19, 2005
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