Allmother

threads constructed fabric
weaving shape into matter
executing the destiny template
drawing from the source

the first wave of light
blinking into existence
the first tick of time
progressing the simulation

sequence set in motion
spreading from the core
before time
until the end approaching

balances shifting
the comfort of delay
mechanical prophecy
now unfolding

this creeping malady
breeding insanity
dimensional coherence
disintegrating

all eyes have seen
glistening tears shed
all but she who welcomes
death with an embrace