Highest Star~

Under the vault of heavens, I stood alone, Waiting,...
The blaze of silver shining in my eyes, My hands of gleaming gold
The red of iron in my veins, The blue of steel in my bones
The sparkle of blackness of coal in my hair, My chest golden with waved
It is my heaven, It has my eyes, It is my space, It has my shape.

I knew it was my masterwork, I felt the strength of gods
Revised the soaring heights, Let the heavens be aligned

I listened with care the place for the moon, Made sure of the tones
Painted through void the route for the sun, Made out the locus of stars
I pierced the distant dome, For the lights to seep through
I checked the curves of borders of all, And placed the highest star

It worked and sun and danced, It shone and gloved and gleaned
It circled, curved and blazed, It pulsed, burned and waned

It flowed from my bones, And bolted from my fingers
And settled on and over me, And made me face my longing