The voice comes from far away,
He does not understand what is being said.
But the tone of it was clear, beautiful, and pure.
Like shimmering fibers of light, the sound seduced him.
He had never experienced such a sense of warmth.
No sound had ever touched him as this one had.
Was it day or nights? Over and over the same voices,
They banded together upon a floating rhythm to create a choir.
The lights within him began to move, the warmth roamed - always faster,
It took possession of him - everything became one.
Was that God?
The shafts of lights, the heat and the sound meld together, "pass the
frontiers," a voice calls to him, “your journey in life begins".
Only now he notices that no one spoke,
Rather it was he himself.
The voice comes from far away, He does not understand what is being said.
But the tone of it was clear, beautiful, and pure. Like shimmering fibers of light, the sound seduced him.
He had never experienced such a sense of warmth. No sound had ever touched him as this one had.
Was it day or nights? Over and over the same voices, They banded together upon a floating rhythm to create a choir. The lights within him began to move, the warmth roamed - always faster, It took possession of him - everything became one. Was that God?
The shafts of lights, the heat and the sound meld together, "pass the frontiers," a voice calls to him, “your journey in life begins".
Only now he notices that no one spoke, Rather it was he himself.
Solve the enigma...