Ebb and flow in vortices, and flee in mirrored peaceful erred exhaustion
Allbecoming seas of melodies, and vibrancy begotten
I flitter close, but never near, and deaf but hearing through ethereal whispers

As all is one, rewritten
I am scattered in starlight, and nothing is old as new
Transformation wrought akin
No desolation lies without, within, about this empty chasm of faceless space

I am erased
I drink in starlight, masking open caves within my mind
Light blinding my depths
Stark, cascading evanescence
Efflorescence
Retread, in small trees of branching particles

Large and small, are but currents formed by the hands of differently fractalline gods
We are afloat on stretch-ed space
The spirit is liquid, and the container is whatever fits to it
There is no emptiness in the Undry