My Universe

From the maternal gloom into the light I came. A start of nature’s bloom, the end of winter’s reign. And I was born by chance where universal whales splash fountains of the stars with their gigantic tails. From everywhere the winds blow round horrific backs, beams of the sunny rings gleam on eternal necks. And in the part it’s me who praise all that matinee, my cup is full indeed here with a droplet yet.