Gravitational Hymn

(The light bends… the dark responds…)

A deeper pulse awakens below

Gravity hums — relentless, slow

The sky collapses into sound

Weight of stars — a grinding ground

Every tone pulls inward, tight

Darkness sings with borrowed light

Gravitational hymn — draw me down

Through circling force, through spiraled crown

The deeper we fall, the clearer it rings

A sacred weight in moving things

(Click — strike — echo — bend)

Polyrhythms coil and recombine

Steel whispers dance inside the grind

The void no longer waits or yields

It moves, it pulls, it slowly kneels

Each impact blooms, then twists in time

A darkened joy — percussive, prime

(Ahh… turning… tightening…)

Light fractures into rhythmic flame

The fall becomes a rising name

Gravitational hymn — pull me through

The deep insists, the dark feels true

No stillness left — only the sway

Of endless force at play

(The fall continues…)

The sound remains — heavier… eternal…