From the haze of nothingness

From the haze of nothingness

From the haze of nothingness

we were born

shapeless once

we took colours and intent

and we now have a face

the haze is not our enemy my dear

true, it sometimes drowns us into unconsciousness

but it is from there that we draw

the colours and the seeds we need

to grow and transform

and once we will become enlightened in our dream

we shall see around not as shapeless greyness

but as an ocean of possibilities

that twinkles in a thousand colours

and we shall call these atoms to our hands

and give them the shape our heart wills

remember that my dear

when the mist fills the valley

do not curse its name

nay, try instead to listen to its silent melody

hear the unhearable notes

and blow with your breath on that music of silence

and notice how it gains consistence and sounds

producing something that was never heard before



About Erik Vincenti Zakhia

Dear all, I will share with you many of my poems, short stories, drawings and paintings telling of my journey of self-discovery and my reflections about life, love, art, spirituality, sexuality, kundalini rise, and twin flames. They all fall within the realm of Hazen. May you have an inspiring visit!

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