As I Move Off

As I move off to create worlds,

Let me pass through the oceans of Neptune's blue;

Let me spin out gravity from my mind's eye

And accelerate through a contraction of warped space.

Let me dry between the stars

And pull the frost from my eyes through

The vivisection

Of an accretion disk.

Forward, toward adjacent binaries

And over a billion parsecs,

I'll lift the arms of the celestial,

Compress gaseous fire,

Ignite a dream, wake an archangel,

For ten or twenty orbs of primordial ooze.

I'll lean back against the boundary

In a clockwork cosmos

And burn a billion years asleep, waiting

For Lords of the new world.

I'll pummel the dune sand

Into coagulating bullion.

I will teach the way a god song

Pulls into existence, salt and soul,

Horizon blaze and a kiss,

And the gift to be heirs.