The roots thrust – into oblivion

beyond the verge of space

The erodent roots, the evolving loops

thrusts, yet free roaming

There is a horizon folded

blinding leaves of the universe

Throughout the inner core

my quest, my lore

Where the seeds recoil and return

where the potency explodes to burn

Where the roots weave into the branches

where dimensions blend into infinity

Where the seeds recoil and return

where the potency explodes to burn

There is a path running free

quintessential chemistry

Where the rivers recoil and return

fallen stars explode and burn

The branches reach into eternity

beyond the verge of stellar time

The evolving tree, the revolving spree

anchored in me means floating free

No time, no space can ever be

my hive, my home

I belong beyond the stellar dome

Blinding leaves of the universe