We only tell ourselves stories
Pretending to offer explanations
As we try to unravel the matrix
That sustains us in our cradle
From a spindle beyond manifestation
Light is pulled through the Milky Way...
Playful after-glints from the power
That sets galaxies spinning like tops
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Unravel the matrix, and spindle beyond manisfestation are two powerful lines that impacted on Milkaway reference... But the title give early imagery before reading contents here. Niceeeeeee Colours fly in magnitude to the north and south, left me wonder if it hidden from me in tropic..