Light and Magic

In the darkness, smoke rises.
Caught by an invisible hand,
it twirls
round and round
above the glow of a solitary

A voice
in the darkness cries out
beyond language.

From chaos
comes order.

All things are as they appear
since they appear
as mystery.

In the extinction of candle light
an ember
slowly fading.

In light
there is darkness;

And in darkness

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