As I lay know I do not lay for long.
As I am broken so the light and air shall enter me and I may be reborn.
I put my trust, in Darkness, and so shall move as a lantern amidst the fog.
I lend my hand, to Nobody’s likeness, and make a pact to wallow no more.
As I arise know that I arise with swiftness, and ferocity.
As I make headlong, know that I shall roar with luminousness, and velocity.
Distance and time shall shiver before me. Bend their knees and part.
As I make for the gate, know that I am ill, haggard, spurned; not anything of a god.
As I meet the event horizon, as I redshift
into embryo and curve, rounding as a moon, know,
I never meant for any of this.
I simply stumbled.
I never once dreamed of blossom nor rapture.
I never sought to rise into a crown and then die and die and die.