Instead of circles now
Ladies of opera perfect
Enlarging globes from afar
Seeing the earth from above
Ceremonious trunks standing sparse
Ominous mad dancing dark
My faded hands do defend
Slowly and painting these words
Big as the universe
Enormous eternal reel
Horizon future or past
Rushing at the speed of thought
Oncoming meeting we sence
Led by the recognizion
What then’s the purpose of this
Keeping our eyes on this play