It is the ocean that divides us
as celestial stream that hides
deep inside
a treasured light
that we only confide
in those nearby.

It is a temple of dragons,
fates burning fury
that scorches us
to the core
and even more
before
we rise
from the ashes
of old lies.

It is the night sky,
sparkling
but temperamental
reminding us
we are ephemeral
less than insects
in the scheme
of infinite things.

It is daydreams,
dark and bright fantasies
about spaceships
traversing
distances beyond
current capability,
with artificial intelligence
to guide and inform me.

It is a story
in the form of poetry,
a multi-faced
multifaceted
exploration
of my unknown identities
that I explore,
remaining untitled
because I do not know
for certain what it
is certainly for.