Beyond The Infinite - Light Bearer

Of this barren womb

Wept into being

Formed elysium

Knit and rendered

From this well

Coaxed fronds in fire

Cleaved day and night

Bled and filled the seas

Clot and formed the land

And exhaled the sky

Kneel low and now humble.

This unerring weave upon

Which all is born;

We your host, your kin

Kneel low and bow humble

Carved the clay

Apotheosis

Bow humble

Before these heirs