Only yes. And then... Something moved. Not in the world. There was no world. A thought... Before a thinker. A window opened without a wall, A single answer held it all. No hand had drawn the hidden line, No eye had learned to measure time. It came complete, without a name, Before the spark became a flame. Too sudden for the mind to hold, Too ancient to be called the old. No book, no teacher, no command, No written word, no guiding hand. A universe inside a breath, Before the birth of life and death. Don't give it language. Don't give it law. The moment you explain it, You've changed the thing you saw. CHOKHMAH! THE FIRST SPARK! A sudden fracture in the dark! I saw the whole before the line, The answer burning ahead of time! CHOKHMAH! BEFORE THE NAME! Before the fire became a flame! Something knew what nothing knew, And split the silence through and through! I see! I see! But I don't understand! The mind arrives a moment late, To find the answer at the gate. It builds a staircase to the sky, It builds a staircase to the sky, And asks the lightning how and why. But lightning never learned to climb. It doesn't need a sense of time. It finds the earth in one fierce stroke Before a single word is spoke. A child sees roads that have no signs. A poet hears between the lines. A hand withdraws before the fall. A stranger understands it all. I cannot prove What I have seen. The brightest things Leave nothing in between. CHOKHMAH! THE FIRST SPARK! A sudden fracture in the dark! I saw the whole before the line, The answer burning ahead of time! CHOKHMAH! BEFORE THE NAME! Before the fire became a flame! Something knew what nothing knew, And split the silence through and through! I see! I see! But I don't understand! And what if I mistake the light? What if the brightest thought is wrong? What if the truth arrives too fast For fragile minds to hold it long? Not every lightning strike reveals. Not every lightning strike reveals. Some leave a wound that never heals. Not every voice inside the mind Deserves the world it hopes to find. And yet... Before the proof, Before the doubt, Some hidden door Was opening out. I was not asking for an answer. I was not looking for a sign. How can a moment last forever? How can a thought precede the mind? Is wisdom knowing where we're going? Or seeing what we cannot bear? Is revelation just a window That opens onto empty air? Tell me! If knowledge needs a thousand lifetimes, Why does a single second know? And why must everything I see Become a thing I cannot show? CHOKHMAH! THE FIRST SPARK! I saw the whole inside the dark! Before the reason! Before the proof! Before the mind could call it truth! CHOKHMAH! NO CROWN! NO THRONE! A sudden knowing, all alone! I see the shape! I feel the fire! The first beginning of desire! I SEE! I SEE! AND STILL... I DON'T UNDERSTAND! A flash. A silence. A thought without a name. And somewhere... Something waits To understand The flame.
