Visual heaven,
Swirls all above me,
Moons and stars whisked into one.
Who is stirring the night sky
Whilst I battle on?

Chaos both high and low,
Danger here on the ground
Serene safety high above.
A contrast not lost on me.
Do I battle on?

An inviting heavenly white
A ****** red stained green
An ache in my chest
My senses fading.
Is this death I feel?