Birth of spoken word
By Edward LIMITLESS Taylor III
Gross darkness ruled the realm; movement rendered num & motionless emotions missed this soulless abyss; this unlit canvas, this formless void; like soil awaiting the arrival of seed it rests purposeless; this darkness, this empty space full of life it contained, waiting for the day preordained; its day promised its desire to fulfill thought admonished by imagination breathing with intent awaiting illumination of expectation: then came the exhale of change…. What preceded next was the first commandment to creation. Forth came the words that set picture into frame words that began all, seen & unseen, words orchestrated in thought then spoken to the deep… LET THERE BE LIGHT…
These Words no-longer hidden spoken words etched into history as it is written… & there was Light & God saw the light, that it was good….