Friday 12 December 2008

Bolero


"At the centre of the Milky Way"
No decorated evergreen Christmas trees
Ever shone with dancing lights like these,
The mystery partner they circle in space,
Simply hides behind an unknown face,
The knowledge we possess only shows,
How little it is that mankind knows,
Who places the present here for us to open?
Who in the future will redeem this token?

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