A million light-years away,
I stand at the precipice of creation.
Galaxies cover my body
As a never-ending blanket
Of stars, planets and nebulae.
My space is stellar
And my mind focused
On the swirling black holes
Emanating from my feet.
I am the Isle of my own Design;
I am the Infinite loop,
The Eternal point,
And the point of no return.
I see what I am,
I am what I see,
And nothing could be greater.
All is within my sight
As I look at my palms.
All is within my grasp
As I look further ahead
Across the electrified clouds
At the celestial heavens;
A dream of my Creation.
A created dream of Majesty,
Perfect in its totality
Of Divine nature.
Forever unchanging
In potential untold.
I stand in wonder,
A million light-years away.
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