Liquid Sunshine
Bluelighter
In the gentle haze of the evening
Life and death drift away.
The stardust that comprises us all
Is spread before me
Like ashes on the water,
Or the horizon
Above the sea.
A line, from blast
To frigid silence
Stretched before me,
A phantasm in fog.
Each stream of matter,
Each part of existence
Flows through the void,
Stretching and moving.
Each strand stretching
Towards eternity.
Fluctuating and twirling
Swirling patterns arise,
Illustrating eternity
Through sublime music.
Each frequency a life,
Every pulse a tone.
A brilliant symphony arose,
A brilliant, screaming overture.
An expansion, a spiraling.
Growth.
Age.
Slowly, each tone faded,
One instrument bowing out
Every moment.
Silence reigns,
But the void echoes,
And forever resounds
The sounds of existence.
Life and death drift away.
The stardust that comprises us all
Is spread before me
Like ashes on the water,
Or the horizon
Above the sea.
A line, from blast
To frigid silence
Stretched before me,
A phantasm in fog.
Each stream of matter,
Each part of existence
Flows through the void,
Stretching and moving.
Each strand stretching
Towards eternity.
Fluctuating and twirling
Swirling patterns arise,
Illustrating eternity
Through sublime music.
Each frequency a life,
Every pulse a tone.
A brilliant symphony arose,
A brilliant, screaming overture.
An expansion, a spiraling.
Growth.
Age.
Slowly, each tone faded,
One instrument bowing out
Every moment.
Silence reigns,
But the void echoes,
And forever resounds
The sounds of existence.
