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The Sun Without Answer
( from a Nietzschean perspective )
I will not leap.
The abyss is not a cradle,
but a mirror that shows only itself.
To demand meaning is to demand illusion,
and I will not be consoled by shadows.
The stone rolls, and I push it still—
not toward heaven,
but into the raw glare of the sun.
There is no higher ground,
only this earth, this dust, this breath.
O silence,
you are not a wound to be healed,
but a companion to be endured.
I will walk with you,
hand in hand with the absurd,
and call it fidelity.
For joy is not in the answer,
but in the defiance of the question.
And if the gods are mute,
then I will sing louder,
knowing the song dies with me,
yet still singing.
