An arc of divinity stretched and yawned
Past lazy civilization
And I alone was hit
A divine spark shocked my skin
Bore through my tissue
Breaking into my heart
Validation showered not only
On the unspoken creation
But on me, I am here
Tumbleweeds of constellations
Rolled through the universe
With earth as their road
Everything was in tune
A perfect high C
And I who was
Stood in the midst of arching again
Stretching, yawning, fireworks flew
And sparks danced
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