turn into a tight ball
stand over the gravity ball
allow me to melt into it
down....
down....

enter the space and see the bright light
this place and that place is the same
just, we are on an existence thwarted by human vision
we see what the space threads permit

but there's something beyond this

there is more than this, it can be felt in the melting
it's only molecules in the fray
small electric bursts in mauve and orange flickers

I am nearly ready for moulting, which needs to occur
I am afraid but I push forth into
the bright light