Longing of Heka

A light flutter, simple vibration, sharp sting.
Feeling the eyes, while the weight sinks in.
Terror becomes salvation, a guide to life unimaginable.
Once feared, now loved, cutting ties.

No discernable countenance, no intelligible name.
Yet such understanding and devotion felt.
Break down divisional barriers.
See all with the eye unseen.

Diving into the maelstrom of the unknown.
Searching for the hidden darkness within.
Longing for a glimpse of truth.
While blinded by self manifestation.

Hope is the wellspring of continuance.
Heka expanding from within.
Awaiting the explosion to light the fire.
All will be changed in the monotony of eternity.

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