Sat at the top of the grassy hill
when night had descended
Sat at the top
when time and motion suspended
Panning wide: sprinkled stars twinkled, and the Way streamed across and flourished
Nourished by a loss that seemed to stay, crinkling a marred and wrinkled guide: spanning
his mind from spiral arm to spiral arm, to
when Kepler first distended
Then,
when upwards, yet outwards, I ascended
when night had descended
Sat at the top
when time and motion suspended
Panning wide: sprinkled stars twinkled, and the Way streamed across and flourished
Nourished by a loss that seemed to stay, crinkling a marred and wrinkled guide: spanning
his mind from spiral arm to spiral arm, to
when Kepler first distended
Then,
when upwards, yet outwards, I ascended
M.M. — Martius MMX
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