Like a seed growing, my every step is self-destruction;
an instinctual, automatic reconstruction of what I was before.
Forever shifting into something more.
Contorting and conforming into newly formed parts
to help move this infinite cosmic art.
No starting, no ending, simply transcending in every aspect beyond flesh and blood,
Beyond what is and was.
I move on as a dance, an element,
a component of something far grander than me; something far larger than I can perceive.
Evolving through humility
to whatever becomes of me to participate in this totality.