Galactic entities move in cosmic sways, Dull dust expanses caught in bright rays, Those gravitational coincidences, Endless encircling; no instances,
Timed and free, In the sway of the great beyond, Where each vast partner has a faint bond. And the oneness everything knows is grand dream, In the face of the galaxy's gleam.
Then, past each observable frontier, Sits two visions, ever clear Vague wisps that escape, whimper and keel, Under our wrought pushing heel,
How and why. We all pursue, Combine in a coup, Betrayal of the entire Canonical choir.