A black sheep flapped her wings into this rain.
Light came apart where darkness split in new heavens of reproach.
Dreams took course, where ghosts flew along the bend.
Globes fell into wind across the shining curve of mass.
Everything was from nothing- the fallen limbs swam in waving lights.
Fire got burnt with light as mass pulled in timeless soars.
Weight and weight, shadow and shadow, the dark lamb beamed in clouds.
Skin lost itself, darkness lost itself.
Brilliance covered the mass until its weight became a missing link.
Outside glances turned under each pound of heat and glow.
Heavens sank where globes reached light in worldly turns of luxuriance.