Ranging in all directions
By a year’s voyage of starlight–
A cloud of fragmented stars,
Pulverized worlds and worlds to be,
Far-ranging atoms left from a primordial burst,
And a wispy haze of vague conceivings
That flit into and out of being…
The unnumbered motes squeeze their common distance
Out to the vastness from which they came.
And degree by grave degree
They merge their mass till all is one
And one falls into itself,
Igniting under its own unity
To light its whirling nursery.