Unfurled

What is this destiny?
This star-bound trajectory
That pushes and pulls
Us towards an unfolding?

We are unfurled
Before the cosmos,
Unthinking,
Ready for our enveloping light.

I know nothing of these Gods,
For I am mere encapsulation,
A divine limitation in atoms,
Transient and spurious.

Are we ever ready
For these storms?
I am tearful but no longer
Afraid of such terrible beauty.

Copyright Kosmogonic 2018

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