The Making

The making from the unmaking,
The ending from the beginning,
Who shall know surely?
What we know is the doorway between them
that we enter departing.
Among all beings ever returning,
the Eldest, the Doorkeeper, Segoy.
. . .
Then from the foam bright Éa broke.
. . .
Only in silence the word,
only in dark the light,
only in dying, life:
bright the hawk’s flight
on the empty sky."

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Ursula Le Guin