witness countless centuries come to pass.
Time is a portal;
like peering through a looking glass.
without the bookends of beginning or end.
Flowing free, like boundless edges of wind.
A soulless endeavor,
My sentient role in the universe, I embrace.
Absolute is the solitude which I must face.
This eternal life;
Watching empires crumble in the wake of fate.
I am immortal;
this haunting truth I endeavor for my own sake.