"I am autonomous," you told father First immortal, but now fleeting All creation reveals me about this said time Called death, cursed the reverse All we bought was a brokenness That shelter of illusion You see me, see you splitting myself even There is me, forgiving nothing Manic then depressive, hopelessly sinking Sister Moon, Brother Sun Eclipsed one another Forgiving one another Tides receding Death ran away then life flooded in world This I am: imbalanced, beautifully so Hands connected, perhaps Then dead reflections saw you I did, didn't I? I didn't, did I? You saw reflections dead then Perhaps, connected hands So beautifully imbalanced: am I this world? In flooded life then away ran Death Receding tides Another one forgiving, another one eclipsed Sun Brother, Moon Sister, sinking helplessly Depressive then manic, nothing forgiving me Is there even myself, splitting? You see me, see you Illusion of shelter, that brokenness was bought "We all reverse the cursed death called time" Said this about me, reveals creation: all Fleeting now, but immortal First Father told you, "Autonomous am I"