The thread of creation

One is the thread of creation of all phenomena,
the constant c,
which weaves innumerable canvases of occurrence
each of which waves
in the infinity of space of one thread,
and as it rounds itself
disappears in time as a point.

But the dots accumulate
like drops on the edge of eternity within ourselves,
and the image is being filled to the last drop,
which falls into every present.

And when it falls,
all the lights of one image
will light up like the New Year’s world
in the world of eternity.

Only those will no longer be
who have only rounded themselves
and left a dark trace of space of one thread
that is haunted by darkness.

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