Explain it, If you can…

Empty I am

No words I have

How to communicate the words of silence….

How to make heard the voice of Nobody, Nothingness….

All Attempts are futile, I know that…

but still I attempt, What for Life otherwise…

The mystery resides in darkness but is resplendent still…

Its very darkness shines as illumination itself…

Words cannot capture it as it exists in contradictions

It harmonizes contradictions and dance with it…

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