Curse or Gift

Upward, where stars are like the gaze of ancient gods,
I soared on wings of sighs and forgotten hopes.
There, where space whispers and radiance breaks through time –
I saw you, like truth in a living form.

Your eyes – two circles in a palace of nocturnal fire,
Your hands – fountains of light in the darkness of existence.
Are you an Angel who fell to teach me love?
Or a Demon who teaches how to find oneself in the fracture?

Oh, Eternity, tell me: what are you –
A curse or a gift for my soul?
For when I touch you,
The world vanishes within me.