Bound by breathing in this form of humanoid,
My eyes scan the stars from whence we came,
Amidst Night’s silence when mortals lay asleep,
I listen to His breath resounding darkness deep.
The blanket of blackness a screen so serene,
This experience expands by Its exponent eternal,
Covering all corners of space-time unconscious,
Constituents collapse collaterally by conscious.
Creation adorns with nebulae and galaxy gradient,
The Creator endorses with the gift of Necessity,
Exousia Inevitable over all Divine Dominion,
Our Spirit be bound to The Night-Skinned One.