Enough Light: An Elegant Ellipse [poem]
An Elegant Ellipse
The truths expressed each night in stellar flames
by chiming primal spheres wherein they dwell
evoke the dark precessionary spell
cast once by priests who first pronounced their names
Yet those that long divined the cosmic swell
were mastered by logicians’ youthful claims
of time, degrees and geometric frames,
of ratios the myths could never quell
Such esoteric signs still shape our aims
and colour all the stories you can tell:
a seamless essence glows when all is well
while metrics count and classify our games
These formulae to factor and refine
whereby you find your light, your truth, and shine
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