"Abyss has opened, full of stars" - Lomonosov   
      
   Abyss has opened full of stars.   
   Pluto to Venus, Moon to Mars -   
   We see the universal force   
   Charting the cosmos from its source.   
      
   Abyss of stars; in stars, abyss -   
   From depths to heights - from ague to bliss -   
   The life is manifest in all -   
   In every part, key to the whole -   
      
   In whole, key to every part.   
   The mind to soul, the breath to heart -   
   All of life's pieces intertwined   
   And through the synthesis refined.   
      
   The void in me, the stars in you -   
   The will to be, the sight that's true -   
   Will intermingle and imbue   
   The world with light of every hue,   
      
   That will commingle into white   
   And frame and sanctify the night   
   Shining throughout the day with sun -   
   And in the night, when course is run,   
      
   Return again to their source   
   And be the parcels. And of course   
   Inside each star, its own piece   
   Of wisdom, ecstasy and bliss.   
      
   Abyss has opened, full of stars.   
   Come with me darling, let us parse   
   The code contained within the whole   
   Into the knowledge of the soul.   
      
   We are the stars; we are the void -   
   The burning passion is employed   
   To light the path, to guide the way   
   And let the cosmic forces play   
      
   Within the whole, as holes within   
   Are by the interplay worn thin   
   And disappear in the night   
   To reabsorb into the light.   
      
   Galactic wisdom knows it all;   
   Spacetime collapsed in a black hole   
   As world around it rushes by   
   And man asks what, and how, and why;   
      
   The incongruity within -   
   The passions torn, the mind worn thin -   
   Reflect the daylight and the night   
   In endless love; in endless fight.   
      
   Through all abysses in the space -   
   Through all that in abysses plays -   
   Through quasars, galaxies, red shift -   
   Through truth, invention and deceit -   
      
   Through spirit's longing and heart's pain -   
   Through reasoned words and speech insane -   
   Through passion, terror and delight -   
   Through day and twilight and the night -   
      
   In all that lives; in all that's here   
   In ocean, island, atmosphere   
   In jungle, desert, tundra, steppe   
   In every place on which I step -   
      
   In atom cracked, its core undone -   
   In colors blending into one -   
   In forces crumbling on themselves -   
   In the commingling of the selves -   
      
   In space collapsed and rearranged -   
   In mind extended and deranged -   
   In lyre of life, in drum of death -   
   In Keats, Neruda, Rumi, Plath -   
      
   In senses shattered to the core   
   Till Present touches Evermore -   
   In every minute flung ajar -   
   I be abyss; you be the star.''   
      
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   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)