Veil Of Transcendence

From chaos I am forged

Within me a churning maelstrom

Unimaginable in scale

I walk within endless halls

In suffocating cold

On the horizon I behold a pantheon

A speck of light against the sprawling darkness

Immense yet fragile

A structure with no shape

Each facet is me

My gaze widens

Spiralling threads intertwine and unravel

With no beginning nor end

Stretching off to infinity both before and behind me

And in all directions above and below

Winding helices and gnarled nexuses

Conjoined to countless

Ablaze with searing entropy, they burn my eyes

With pulsing tones they scream unlistenable melodies

Each point of light so meaningless

Each tone so trite and drudging

Yet I am awash in a cascade

Of words, ideals and laws

I am bathed in the pale glow

Of whirring thoughts and longings

In majesty I weep

For one moment

Emerging from the howling cold

A silent clarity

I reach out to touch the reflection

But in an instant it shatters

Churning illusion sweeps me away

I am tempered in ancient twilight

My face bears the scars of colliding worlds

And my bones echo the dying roars of archaic stars