I felt myself in the universe,
It was like the stars above,
Took me in as their own.
I was at home —
I was undisturbed; free.

As I wandered the celestial,
I was embraced by the void,
And loved by the emptiness.
I was at peace —
I was so careless; blind.

And in the warmth of the vast eons,
I lost myself in their touch;
A lonely, quiet death.
I was solus —
I was so afraid; caged.

Infinity was not forever,
By God, did I know better,
Still, I trusted the calm.
I was naive —
I was so hollow; bare.

Nothing became everything to me,
And who I was disappeared,
Claimed by space and vacuum.
It was perfect —
It was what I wanted.

Because,
I was loved by the emptiness.

And so too, was the emptiness,
Loved by me.