The Firstborn - Absolute

Absolute -
A circle´s completion
Is blinding Perfection

All and naught - again…
All I sought - again…

I am but the Vigilant learner,
In Wisdom enlightened
By the blazing thousand-fold memories
Of my Pasts,
Of my distant Pasts…

Absolute -
A circle´s completion
Is entrancing Perfection

I am but the Silent beholder,
In Wisdom uplifted
As dust from long-dead Stars
That we are…
That we all are…