Divine Madness
I am the tempest and the calm,
a hymn sung by fractured stars.
In my chaos lies creation,
a cosmos birthed in broken jars.
The universe whispers my name in riddles,
a melody only the wild can hear.
Each step I take rewrites the heavens,
turning despair into something clear.
They call it madness—this divine frenzy,
but I call it freedom wrapped in fire.
To dance on the edge of eternity’s void
and make it the heart of my desire.
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