The great unknown within its flow
has vast galactic heights aglow
with heavens' past in astral vaults
in schemes of intricate gestalts
that strain the brain to vertigo.
Yet on the dreamers here below
the stars their stellar airs bestow,
as music of the spheres exalts
the great unknown.
Still cosmic questers seek to know
the principles that rule the show
while scientists search out the faults
and make their math turn somersaults,
although it ever shall be so,
the great unknown…
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