Noise.
Noise.
All this Noise.

So loud.
Fireworks between my ears.
Boom boom.
Boom.

I squint so hard,
To see.
I want to see what's there:
What's here,
Inside of me.

I want to see,
Me.
I stand in awe,
Of the billions of stars,
All silently watching me,
Teaching me,
Reading to me,
That which I write with my steps,
With the wake of my pulsing heart,
With the waves crashing on the shores of my Mind.

Stepping stones rise to my feet.
I open the door and a palace forms before me.
Holy Mother has heard my cries.
Holy Father has sparked a flame.

I hold a torch once again.
I grow; I prosper.
Wahe Guru.
Carpe omnia.