David Taylor - Silence

A vast expanse of white
on a canvas of space and time
silence, white sound
a sound like pure light waiting
for the prism of our mind
to filter hidden words
that summon form and colour
to the formless infinity
of silence
no movement
no desire, no rejection
no differentiation
without thought
without place
without time
is this death
or is this the beginning
of life?

David Taylor

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