I

Water freezes as an evidence of times stopping,

there is a deep darkness, soft and calm...

Where every breath is useless, every thought insignificant...

There is a design, of me, a warmth from my left to the tips of my fingers,

a sound reverberating from there, awakening the universe,

coming back to me bringing a message from everywhere,

making sense by my presence, by me...

There is a light substantiating a reflection of me that I see,

outside, assuring and affirming the design, of me,

In a breath, a blink, a heartbeat,

forming me into the universe,

I survive, me...The Existence.