Saul Eiphel

Is There Nothing More?

The world is vast

spanning millions of miles,

yet we’ve seen it all.


Creation

A blank white canvas,

an intimidating beast

with no ill intent.


The Refuge of Absence

In deep sleep I lay

waiting in pain and patience

for the light to fade.


Hopeless Dreamer

So many worlds I’ve seen

All abundant with beauty

while mine lies dormant.

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