The Alchemy of Becoming: Dust

I have all religions, and I have none

I am a million souls, but I am no one

I took a stroll down the lane, I found the trees tall and green... but Silent. I looked at the sky to praise the Mighty artist's canvass and found it starless, cloudless, moonless... The houses stood grived, stoned. The Wind brought no scent, no whisper, no chuckle, no footsteps heard, no roaring engines set the sleeping ground trembling... The world stood before me... Silent. No faces, no voices... I looked from one corner of the world to the other and found it flat, plain, unobstructed... uninhabited.   

It took not the mothers to die

Neither the fathers to kill

Nor the ground to shake 

The stars to break

Or the oceans to roar and spread

It wasn't the wind shrieking and uprooting

It wasn't the storms slitting the sky open

It was not the thunder that yelled and pounced

It wasn't the streams of fire, spilled

It was but a silence

And not a single soul survived....!

I never realized how huge the world is, until it was empty. Untill it was lifeless. Untill the dusk and dawn was one. I exist alone, in the wide spread of nothingness. In it, I live. It is what accompanies me and goes with me where ever I go... where ever I go.... it is there before me and it is there with me. 

I cut the sun in two,

Slipping down, the evening went, hollow

I shattered the moon’s empty case,

Rolling went the night, hollow

It rained desert, poured sand

And the ocean’s chest, hollow

I walked through the tunnels of wind

The seasons passed, hollow

My shouts hit the barren sky,

My voice echoed, hollow
my thoughts blank, my vision blank, 
my soul, my heart, hollow.  

I stand alone and the world lays before me, flattened, widespread north to south, east to west, end to end. No one I  know, ever existed. No one I knew, exists.