Infinity rings inside each atom
Astride the magma
Above the plain.
The truth it sings what we can't phantom
While earth is dancing
It's on the wing.
A sky seems hollow
But dreams unnumbered
Below the thunder we count our own.
Suns all spinning
Since time beginning
By some great mystery once were sown.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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