Heavenly curves that stretch beyond the mind,
I have chased you in my dreams,
on the papers,
in the schemes, —even!
on the corners of infinity.
Far away into the eternal ink,
ever present blanket,
above planets, under quiet nebulae,
over neutron stars
and supernovae,
inside blackholes and everlasting stars.
Silent master of the strings
that reigns in the primal darkness
of the cosmos yet unknown.
The creator of all things unseen,
until the desire overcomes
and they meet their chaotic end
with a graceful burn,
at the hands of the destroyer
a terrifying force.