the print of my touch agree with the stump of nature,
my eyes glow ethereally as the galaxies,
the tides sing to the ebbs and flow of my blood,
if the death of a star reads to the birth of thy cells, then who is i?
then propagating that eternal white void they sing♬ :
“O you who have reached the end, enter into the paradise that envelops all, join this great choir of organic matter and feast~ listen to the billions upon billions of cosmos holding you in their embrace, harvesting thy gem of soul from within moons.”
alas, nothing runs unknown anymore
for i who breathed life into the heavens my soul shall erupt,
a luminous stellar explosion of love,
o supernova named after oneself
as you birth gods and monsters alike,
let’s whisper once more,
“for we life, are everything and everywhere all at once”