In the before when motion was as yet unborn.
Awareness alone within infinite silence
listened not into its awesome peace.
Darkness and light were not, space
was as yet an unborn idea.
Potentiality unrealized brooded within
a void of absolute emptiness.
No life expressed yet existed, no
universe ,no motion, no thing was
Pure awareness alone existed, consciousness
was as yet unborn, awareness was not
even aware of its own being,
The void alone brooded over
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