Veil of Transcendence

From chaos I am forged
 Within me a churning maelstrom
 Unimaginable in scale
 I walk within endless halls
 In suffocating cold
 On the horizon I behold a pantheon
 A speck of light against the sprawling darkness
 Immense yet fragile
 A structure with no shape
 Each facet is me
 My gaze widens
 Spiralling threads intertwine and unravel
 With no beginning nor end
 Stretching off to infinity both before and behind me
 And in all directions above and below
 Winding helices and gnarled nexuses
 Conjoined to countless
 Ablaze with searing entropy, they burn my eyes
 With pulsing tones they scream unlistenable melodies
 Each point of light so meaningless
 Each tone so trite and drudging
 Yet I am awash in a cascade
 Of words, ideals and laws
 I am bathed in the pale glow
 Of whirring thoughts and longings
 In majesty I weep
 For one moment
 Emerging from the howling cold
 A silent clarity
 I reach out to touch the reflection
 But in an instant it shatters
 Churning illusion sweeps me away
 I am tempered in ancient twilight
 My face bears the scars of colliding worlds
 And my bones echo the dying roars of archaic stars