Therein storm long-confined elements, chaos, and light
Seething for aeons bright, a thousandfold intensified
Mortal flesh cast aside, eternity before my eyes
Passing through the paradigm, I behold, but dare not describe
TO FATHOM THE STARS
The midnight heavens whisper in tongues of ancient light
Their sources now transfigured through aeons long gone by
Innumerable worlds with atmospheres untold
Frigid peaks and landscapes, volcanic afterglow
Waters encircling with stirrings of life
Proliferations that gradually give rise
The stars attended by their creations
Harnessed by elder civilizations
Forging the cosmos through splendrous ruination
Sowing their substance for distant generations
Stars die, worlds form, life arises and falls
The galaxies in their billions, spirals and spheres
With wings of woven stars inclined to cohere
Structures of sidereal light merging as one
With myriads of alien worlds awakening, orbiting their suns
Within this existence and cosmos so vast
We are nothing, as is our past
Observing their motions and workings from afar
With reverence, with worship, with wonder, I fathom the stars
LIGHTLESS, LIFELESS
Absolute cold, unending nonexistence
Desolate spaces, forsaken and hopeless
Immensity boundless, sightless and soundless
Lightless, Lifeless, unfathomable nothingness
Colossal cosmic desert, void vacuum of night
With no trace of origins, descendants of consciousness
Still search for answers, looking to empty skies
Adrift in blackest of oceans, the waning islands of light
Have departed all horizons, forever out of sight
Immensity boundless, sightless and soundless
Lightless, Lifeless, unfathomable nothingness
VEILS
Hollow and fated, existence obscures the prefabricated illusion of will. There are no saviours, and death is ensured, every thought instilled. Hope is fruitless and purpose is blind, drawing veils over our eyes. Over nothing our choices preside, we are born and we die.
Where the seas meet the skies, between the trees and mountainsides. I may breathe, may resign; the stifling dream may subside. But clarity returns with time, all of this will fade from sight.
Sentenced to serve, our futures await, not that we deserve to deviate. Follow the herd, do not be afraid, the release of death unravels the way.
Illusions of will, our thoughts are instilled
Existence obscures, death is ensured
With veils over our eyes, we are born and we die
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