Am I the dust or the star The silence or the roar A dream within a dream Cosmic threads weave through my core Particles dance in celestial streams Am I awake or still unborn Caught in the balance Between light and shadow Formless yet I feel the pull Gravity shapes what I will become I'm not real yet I exist Shapeless form in the abyss Gravity pulls me into being Energy breathes me into life Molten heart beats slow and steady Continents drift on magma streams Am I solid or still fluid Caught in the tension Of birth and becoming Stars explode into my veins Pulling me into form I'm not real yet I persist Echoes of what I might become Consciousness in cosmic mist Born from dust bound to none In the void I find my shape Time bends as I awake I am the question the answer The moment between Where everything begins I'm not real yet I exist Shapeless form in the abyss Gravity pulls me into being Energy breathes me into life Am I the mountain or the breeze The ocean deep or barren plain A song unsung in silent space I am becoming