Brightspark, you plunged head-first into my chest cavity and poured starshine into my heart-craters long-frozen-over, turning stagnant nebula to newly-birthed sun.
Oh, the typhoons
you must’ve traveled through, the volcanic debris
that must’ve caked your Uranian eyes, the acidic blood
that must’ve charred your soles, the veins
that must’ve tangled and constricted your torso like starving boas.
And here you are, Brightspark,
burning brighter than ever before.
How brave you are.
But you tell me I’m even braver
for opening my chamber’s door once more.
Now, I take on this torch and rekindled bravery— And this eternal light you’ve given me, I’ll continually pour forth forevermore.