Our celestial Shiva devours and seeds life.
Far from here exists a prison
made of nought but pitch-black fires.
Beyond bars bent by abscission
keystones wrought let all transpire.
Far up there beyond our vision,
space is caught and time expires.
Crowned with stars, not void, this fissure
wherein strings knit our empire.
We all slide down slippery slopes
towards where all light shall drown.
Strangely drawn down deep, dark folds
towards a source-code breakdown.
We all are tethered to
Here, we are shackled in
Forever anchored by
your boundless gravity.