From nothing begins the birth of all things,
In silent emptiness, the cosmos finds its start,
From dust and darkness, every living being sings,
While stars awaken with a beating heart,
The void seems bare, yet creation spreads its wings,
And emptiness becomes completeness in every part.
Where there is no light, the darkness takes its place,
Yet dawn arrives to paint the waiting sky,
The absence of brightness leaves a shadowed space,
But radiant rays awaken dreams nearby,
Each empty corner waits for light and grace,
And darkness fades as brilliance rises high.
An empty heart may wander without emotion,
Yet memories bloom from moments left behind,
Silence can carry an ocean of devotion,
And forgotten faces return to the mind,
What once was void becomes a living ocean,
As love fills the emptiness of humankind.
The universe itself is shaped by space and time,
Where nothingness conceals a thousand forms,
A vacant field can turn into a garden sublime,
And calm horizons can awaken after storms,
Every ending hides a beginning in its rhyme,
Every emptiness holds completeness in its norms.
So let no emptiness be feared as an end,
For every void prepares a place for new light,
What seems incomplete may eventually mend,
And darkness may surrender to morning bright,
From birth to eternity, all moments blend,
In emptiness lies completeness—the soul's eternal sight.
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