Following two decades time
A human transforms
Into an exploding cosmos
In the desolate void
Floating away
Flickering light
Questions of purpose
In the haze of dismay
Fear not of this barren
Let it fuel the flame
Move further and farther
In the deepest of abyss
For the cosmos within
Will unfold and evolve
The lessons as your light
In the dark, cold rise
Remember these words
As you travel through space
You are bizarrely infinite
A celestial design
Oct 3, 2024
Oct 3, 2024 at 7:43 PM UTC
Following two decades time
A human transforms
Into an exploding cosmos
In the desolate void
Floating away
Flickering light
Questions of purpose
In the haze of dismay
Fear not of this barren
Let it fuel the flame
Move further and farther
In the deepest of abyss
For the cosmos within
Will unfold and evolve
The lessons as your light
In the dark, cold rise
Remember these words
As you travel through space
You are bizarrely infinite
A celestial design
A poem about how being in your 20s feels like a celestial phenomena.
