The Poetry of Mark Daniel Milbocker 
I Understand

An empty field of dimness
  lies open
  before the ever-sun.

A stretch of never-seen-light
  cries out
  from its un-creation.

A swirl of molten
  plasma forms from
  virgin-solitude.

A spontaneous spurl
  whirls from
  the undefined abyss.

Unformed, alone, unguided 
hurtling through the untouched
Flaming, fiery and fervid
expanding, exploding, exposing
inner light and color


The
never-before
becomes an ever-is


Cooling from its energy
a solitary entity
Arranges perfect order
what never was before.

Clearly visible the thought,
the dream, the vision-now-seen
effable, palpable, tangible
I understand...
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