Mechanical Dawn

Watching the first light of a Mechanical Dawn cress the filigree of a divinities detonated forms, LIGHT! Breaks cold & precise The passing of morn Processing the binary of life The stains of tachyons The helix of soul Heliosphere of fire, fine Blown into space held by gravity Faster than the echos of matter Held by strings tired to all In creations call Seeing the afterglow of a nuclear blast Suspended in the aura of the aftermath The Mechanical Dawn brakes the theories Of starlight Drive The engines divine The life in binary code The spiral of soul …in a mechanical dawn!