What if?

What if?

There is no dawn

To herald awakened love?

No light of golden pure rays

Of strength

Of love

To light our way?

What then?

What if?

There was no song

No music, no words

Just this void

Of empty

Of nothing

To lead the way?

When then?

What if?

There were no eyes

To behold naked truth?

No colour

This darkness

Vast swells of chaos

To show us the day?

What then?

What if?

There was no touch

No soft caress or kiss

Only this push

That push

Of division

As we are pushed away?

What then?

What if?

In our infinite blindness

And the ocean depths of silence

In our guarded enclosures of solitude

And in our waking moments of delirium

What if in this moment

Unmeasured by the hands

Of mortal engines

Un-handed by the flesh

Of mortal fingers

Un-thought in the binds

Of mortal minds

Therein is lit...  a spark?

What then?