I am dying inside,
Ephemeral sparks twisting upward
Into the dark air
Consumed by the night
As the fading flames sink lower still
Falling to the earth
In shattered radiance
Consumed by the starving maw
Of vicious soil.

I am falling apart,
A tiny clockwork doll
Who has lain forgotten,
Unwound.
Flakes of rust coloring the floor
Like scarlet flashes of my blood
Watering the thirsty earth.
Unmoving, unbreathing
Unmade.

I am fading away,
Blinking out like dying stars:
Here one moment,
A brilliant supernova of self-destruction,
And gone the next,
Plunging into the forgotten abyss—
Swallowed by the nothingness
Of a vast and unforgiving universe
Of darkness.

In being everything, I am nothing.
I am dying as I live
And living as I die
In being nothing, I am everything.

I am a sun,
A glorious beacon
Teeming with vivacity
As I fling warmth upon everything in my glow.
The soft caress
Of golden purity
Chasing away the darkness
And guiding the world
Into light

I radiate perfection,
A bronze maiden in a sweeping gown
Glittering with the light of
One thousand suns
Twirling as my cogs do
With flawless, oiled precision,
Never slowing, never ceasing:
Unbreakable, unstoppable
Uninhibited.

I am bursting with life,
With tongues of fire
Dancing in my soul,
Pirouetting in an ageless tango,
Flying toward the sky and the glorious sun,
Chasing and calling to the light
Exploding upward
In boundless expansion
Of brilliant day.