A dense, dull quiver can be felt from far away,
morsels whirls all around, melting down.
An aberration into the womb breaks the microcosm,
aurora of a new abstract and elaborated macrocosm.
This irrepressible fever plucks on stimulations.
A dim halo appears at the heart of this randomness,
its bracing radiation projects patterns all over.
The splendor conveys me into a boiling torrent.
Freed from the womb, an overwhelming light surrounds everything.
Expelled through this intense breach,
a whole new set of perceptions gives warmth.
The cosiness of gestation has come to an end,
genesis of a new cycle, the dawn of life.
As this intimate alcove transforms into a peculiar place.
A protective entourage builds up, fulfilling me with great motives.
This thirst for the unkown goads me to leave my nymph,
a will to fully value every portion of this vast realm.
Precise shapes appears as the bewilderneness of the elements is lessened.
Merely displaying the underlying fabric of the environment.
And I open my eyes to see a...