Death is not greater than an expanse of stars, nor is my moment’s suffering, for even in the pains of death I can glory in the fear of God.
Its coloration overreaching beyond my life, a place unknown it takes me upon my knees, and following I die, finding what is higher and more unknown to me, yet sweet, calling, intense, and great.
I am victorious, because I knew not the source of that wonder, knowing rather its sweetness, I followed nonetheless.