Ready, Steady, Go
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Cocooned inside the being's darkness,
We wait till our Gods, up there,
in their own time,
A kind of map,
we often call,
Meanwhile, their choir counts down and marks,
for each of us
We are to burst out -
Into the sea of mortal light.
Copyright © 1999 K. Kianush, Art Arena