The night closes her eyes.
It is almost time for the dawn
to come cover the burdens
and the scars that reality holds.
Living in this world is a black celebration
but as the clock starts vaning away the light of life
we do celebrate Sabbaths instead of funerals.
It is naturally written in our blood,
In our lifelines.
It would be so easy:
To surrender before this beautiful entity -
the soulcrushing force of emptiness
that fills up the cosmos of my mind
more faster and more sacredly
than any other religion or god.
But instead of feeling everything the night holds all alone
I did choose to cherish the new beginnings.
And beauty of this world - it truly does bloom from the darkness.
I am beautiful,
as are you.
Life holds the boat above the darkest trenches.
Let's rock the boat!
Memento Vivere.
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