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I Is The Calm

This is the eye
that counted for one.
Sees inside and out
As the light had gone
Changed in it's absence
The I could still see
Minds sort of brilliance
Translating for me
The module is shown
From it's own data retrieval
Of all things known
The dark has no mean to be evil
The turbulant energies
are there for all to see
For the eye though
Is the emergent way to be.
©wrennie