Holed in burning curiosity
In a hole without opening
In a hole without exit
In a whole without opening and exit
Offering meaningless space spin
In spider's web of life complex matrix
Yet defining lives in mysteries
Of course shaping the living
In trajectories of the unknown
In unbundled  eruptions cascading
In  shadow ellipsis of thunders
In dark storm seeking lightning.

How long'll long be in the lung?