Dear Siren, I know this feeling is a dark deep abyss,
but I still want to be a falling Angel.
at the edge of the Theory of Everything
Fragment after fragment, your Soul is an Alchemical link
between the meaningless and the deeply meaningful.
Not-yet-perceived Infinity,
When the sky is dark and the stars are bright,
great creators always search for falling Angels.
In between the falling wings,
new meanings under construction
Enchant this Moment
to re-masterpiece Time.
re-emerging Temple
Enlightenment comes under the Sun of a single Truth,
yet, under the Moon of multi-truth redemption.
Canceled question,
Look into the dark abysmal pupils of your eyes:
your Soul is measured by depth.
Not-yet-redesigned worldview,
Become an existential trailblazer,
discover more daring concepts of yourself.
Melting road,