She wants to desperately run,
Run from her own shackles and escape from the sun.
She wants to deliriously hide,
Hide from the world and lose herself in the tides.
Having wandered all around, now, she is lost,
Lost in the prison she built with the fetters of her heart.
Her hair glows dark and her soul shrouds,
Shrouds all her inner Galactic crowds.
Catching her breath from the exhaustive run, she stops,
Stops to observe a cocoon hanging on a leaf with dewdrops.
The little soul within wages a war to break free,
Free from its cage to fly in the sunshine with glee.
As the newborn swishes it’s colourful wings,
Wings to her heart, grows with a dazzling bling!
Her hair still glows dark but now her soul shimmers,
Shimmers with her inner Galactic glitters!
Now, All is light and All is colour, She COMBUSTS;
She COMBUSTS and her world dissolves into Stardust!
To.The.Infinite. 