Night Blossom

Ten millenia above the sky,
An accident of nature.
They were born in the ocean, aware.
But a craving for knowledge, to communicate.
Life was absorbed, merged and became one.
This–a means of communication.

At first…small, then larger than any being.
A threat, a fear.
They tried in their own way, but
WAR.
The harder it tries the more it is feared
and then…
abandoned, loneliness.

All became one.
There was no one left.
Alone in the void.

Return.
Happiness.
The hope of a new dialogue, yet
They didn’t know how.

The birth of a new being.

~paraphrase from Eureka Seven

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