The planets they all tow the line somehow
They do just what they are supposed to do
And all the laws of gravity they bow
Towards the place that is reserved for you.
And in that place where only silence is
The universe revolves around a space
That is not mine or yours or theirs or his
But simply made to keep all things in place.
So all things they revolve around a time
That is not now or then or what will be
But undetected moments of a climb
That we mere mortal men can never see.
So mysteries unfold before our eyes,
That man can never witness though he tries.
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