It's Still Life

From a Silent, Fertile Womb

From zero,
the world blooms.

Not from two,
but from that void’s deep hum,

the unmade promise,
the breath before Yes.

We are all born
of this silent, round womb,

this nothing that dreamt
of being something,
and spun itself into you and me.

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And now for something completely different:

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Written for dVerse Poets: Quadrille – word “zero.” Featured image is an AI visual interpretation based on every word in the Quadrille above.