The Universe lies end to end,
Or so I have been told,
Its corners edge 'round ev'ry bend
In Heaven's fathom fold.
Yet all that we will ever see,
A single puzzle piece -
The second-hand has hardly moved,
As Man paces 'round as Destiny's fool.
Some faraway universe promises gold,
Aside God's throne,
Or so I've been told.
Jul 19, 2011
Jul 19, 2011 at 9:47 AM UTC
The Universe lies end to end,
Or so I have been told,
Its corners edge 'round ev'ry bend
In Heaven's fathom fold.
Yet all that we will ever see,
A single puzzle piece -
The second-hand has hardly moved,
As Man paces 'round as Destiny's fool.
Some faraway universe promises gold,
Aside God's throne,
Or so I've been told.
