The Serpent Ouroboros

High above Gaia’s azure veil,
embroidered with the jewels of night –
the serpent Ouroboros strides the sky.
Unseen yet ever wakeful its sojourn
set by the Gods with purposes obscure,
to grind its tail within a hoary maw –
for all eternity, a baleful plight.
The world below maintains a steady pace
of carnage and creation – life’s cycle turns
in self-annihilation, born anew.