Half of Me is Ashes
> Dance of the light, so professional and clear

The skies, a bride in gowns of blue and red

Her gift, the stars like bracelets, shining bright and spread

And I, a stranger nebula in this universe

I fragmented, denied orbit and cast in curse

Half of me turned to ashes, soaring high and far

The other half, an explosion, a glowing star

A good trait in my skin, the curiosity of mankind

A borrowed attitude, or just my kind?

That's how we are, we entrain

To the endings, death's refrain

An abbreviation for life, we know

A border from consciousness, it shows.

Disclosing the hidden, death does bring

And life is the curtain, a temporary thing

For every search of souls, an emancipation

Perfection, full of dazzle and sensation

Every search is a discovery of beauty within

A test of our faith, and a search for Him.