My first stab
Horizons
Stepped out of infinity,
plus one more beautiful step in finite self.
The liquid shade of a pulse,
too whole to mix with my limited self.
Out of something comes,
the void of nothingness inside its heart.
A borrowed skin upon me,
I am 30 times the speed of night.
A nomad to the karmic light,
I find the empty house at the end of my mind.