For Millenia

Deep below the earth
darkness crawls.

Twelve wickedly barbed
clawed fingers
dig into stone and drag it's body forward.
Its flesh of innumerable tendrils
wrapped around bones of glass
dripping with ichor
leaves an oily trail behind.

For millennia it has searched for escape.
Ever since its one fleeting glimpse of sweet starlight.
That memory shimmers in the pits of its mind
which has only ever truly known darkness.

It thinks not of what we mortals may think
if we come across it.
Nor what dangers our surface world may hold
for a creature such as it.

It only wishes
to feel the satin touch
of cool starlight upon its face.
Maybe if it climbs high enough
it will reach it
and watch all worlds below
​as they dance through an unknowable day.