Ashen AI skies of nano dust
     Came crawling early morn’
Gave in, as solid follies blocked the waves
    Then it came forth,
        A lullaby for the uncertain,
   That pulled all that was left into its net,
There we float,
On canisters made of tepid drool…

What happened to Biruni?  
Sitting solemnly, clutching his globe..
                Who knows.. knows.
Flabbergasted at the weight of the bowl,
.. little did he know, the seeping sound
                             would make it all go away.
They were destroyed,
so that some other could claim the honour..