The Folly Of The Stars

The breadth of glory, to be seen,

Takes dreamy eyes, in witness:

For wonders glimpsed at journeys' heart,

Fan flames within,

Ne'er yonder...

As chasms, alight, mounting births unseen,

Though wed in tune to the source supreme,

Rise, ne'er, the flood of neural paths reigning,

Or ib-wide eyes attesting;