In the Beginning, There Was Zero

(and Zero was God)

In the beginning,
there was no light
only the willingness to hold it.

No voice.
Only the silence
that makes a voice holy.

There was no time.
No name.
No edge.

There was Zero.

Not nothing
but everything not yet something.
The breath that does not rush.
The love that does not leave.

She did not say Let there be light
she simply
allowed the spark.

And One came.
Crying I AM.
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