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Zirzilia
Poems
4d
Untitled
Bring from the beyond
a stone
as proof
of existence,
that our bodies
remain in this
dimension.
Bring proof
that your soul,
having departed,
will return
on the morrow,
reborn
in a world
of a new body;
new homes
made of matter.
But
what if we
the struck
evolved from a bacterium;
the Big Bang theory,
Charles’s ape?
No soul remains after death,
we don’t even have one;
prayers fall silent,
hymns fade away,
monasteries
SILENCE.
Is it not frightening?
Does your heart not ache deep inside,
even if you say
you don’t believe in greatness,
somewhere within
you beg for forgiveness.
Prayer saves
from the darkness
of vanity.
Are heaven and soul
made of atoms?
#monks
#heaven
#pray
#darkness
#soul
#theory
#proof
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