Against my usual inclinations, I’ve found myself at the center of things,

and I’m shocked at my own importance.

It’s a newfound grandeur that comes with a massive shift in the cosmos

and the genesis of a new world.

I’ve birthed my own small, sentient universe,

as the old one’s burning in the fires of fusion.

I’m a celestial body with a gravitational pull, the ability to sustain new life,

and like Atlas, a responsibility to hold your world day in and out.

I’m your sun, the most brilliant object on your horizon,

and I must shine for you even when the exhaustion is palpable.