The very nature of thy pulsing presence
all eager efforts of my sense transcend
and the gentle breathing of thy essence
is way beond my reach to comprehend.

My telescope my trace thy place of birth
an open parchment sparkling with its riddle,
but to circle in yes find thy boundless worth
the whirling code might need a simple fiddle.

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I first published this poem here on Poeter.se,
the 9th of March, 2018.