I look to the night
and it is in her beauty that I am lost
lost in the questions that burn deep
in the eyes of the universe
what began it all? has there always been dust?
and is not what always that has been, God?
is God dust?

My answers lie beyond this existence
transcendence is a matter of time
and time with no matter
my fear of death, my quest for immortality
my hope for God, the dream of my resting place
is what holds me to this night
through the approaching chaos of the eighth day
I still wonder.

As I watch the encroaching blackness and lunar crimson
I wonder if God knows me as I know myself
as the flames consume the soil
I'm swallowed by the nothingness of purgatory.

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