The Echo of Creation
This focuses on the sound and memory within the newly created world.
With the thin space left in his hands
He tried to recreate a universe,
He drew with a tear a star
With a look a moon
With a touch a sun
And when he closed his eyes people walked
To their work
On the sidewalk of his eyelid.
And the only sound in that new sky,
was the echo of a sigh
he forgot to name.
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