My thoughts go bouncing everywhere.
Like gossamers, they bounce
from wall to wall,
and hither to yon. They are like planets that bounce
from star to star;
They are like stars that bounce
from galaxy to galaxy;
They are like galaxies that bounce
from universe to universe.
If (by landing in a black hole)
one of these worlds should stop bouncing,
the rest would go right on bouncing
into countless orbs in boundless space. But---- all my thoughts would stop bouncing
if only one thought should land
in a black hole.
My entire stream of thoughts, thus broken,
would bounce no more,
and become a useless stream in limbo.
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