The winning entry of our first contest A New World written by @ifana8

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this world...
is far gone; a
stretch of pale weathered rocks,
remains this mental state,
where there's
no dawn

wait, wait...
is this the calm
before a storm? or just endless void of a mind far
gone?
'tis shock?

it's not...
this world is born
of a mind awaiting the dawn after dusk,
inactive
not lost

the rocks...
merely sleeping
they're eager to yawn
when
the sure smile of awaking
sun
calls life

to all...
in this dry mind
sleep well, be energized
a line of silver brings you
hope
once gone

this world...
is this the calm
of a mind awaiting
the sure smile of a waking
sun
once gone?