Across black boundless void
spins cosmic dust
upon shining solar wind.
Sailing universal vibrations
screaming poetic truths
thundering vibrant spirit
etching entrant age.
Slipstream which must be written
will be infinitely written.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem