Try imaginning it
When you were not.
Life, not conscious of.
I; nor that 'I'!
Once that most lightless
Of voids unspot
Blackest of black holes
Just dont apply!
The dismay, despair...
Terror - the lot.
Yond God to seek; who
May not be nigh!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem