Gary J. Gunning
The Beginning - Poem by Gary J. Gunning
of a diminutive state.
A boundary with no walls,
an infant with no escape. From void to essence
subliminal conscious is formed.
A life of some sorts
who is to say, the norm. Life gives to life,
as death merely accents.
The morality of creation
and by gone days that went.
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