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.