No sun or moon or star could hope to reach.
My slightest thought sparks fourth a fiery shower
Far greater than any fagile mortal's speech.
And yet I have shadows of desolution
That threaten to grow, to diminish the flames,
So in humbleness I offer assimilation:
And together we can discover the farthest domains.
For you can become the channel, the base , the compassion,
Providing a wellspring for energies I consume,
Relinguishing yourself to my driving passion
Made mortal, yet allowing your mortal self to bloom,
For I will show you worlds: and once you understand,
Even pools of stars will whirl at your command.
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