The Forming Poem by basim al aoda

The Forming



The forming


In the remote planets,
Spaces and diffirent heavens,
The begining is servere flash,
If the future coms burning,
There are cloud and rain,
In the horizon,
You will becom already,
Then escape again,
After you had hatched,
As ahen, one egg.

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