At the cerulean sea,
Arising tides waited for my destiny
The water smashed on the marine coast
The musical spume and I danced along.
And so did the incandescent lunar rays
Enlightened my eternity.
Into my future, I glanced
Skipping through the bleak dry wheat meadows,
Time has come, I shall face the challenge
Willing to conquer but exhausted.
The craggy precipice I transformed, the rugged mountains
I ascended
My tawny tanned skin,
Reflected the heat waves,
Burning the tumbleweed to ashes,
Turning the abandoned dunes effortlessly
Desertified.
A wasteland but mesmerizing and winsome.
Reversing to the waters,
Cyclones are what I have been waiting for
As clear and clean as soul, at its epipelagic
As nyctophobic and murk as caves, at its abyssopelagic
For Earth is not my earth – Kepler is
The infiniteness I have – a heart for every star in the universe
The immortelles I hold – control over the supernovas and frost novas
The greatness of an astrologist I exist as – my radiant beam a signal for exoplanets
Black holes obey me – for I am Divine