Roots

The roots thrust – into oblivion
 beyond the verge of space
 The erodent roots, the evolving loops
 thrusts, yet free roaming
 There is a horizon folded
 blinding leaves of the universe
 Throughout the inner core
 my quest, my lore
 Where the seeds recoil and return
 where the potency explodes to burn
 Where the roots weave into the branches
 where dimensions blend into infinity
 Where the seeds recoil and return
 where the potency explodes to burn
 There is a path running free
 quintessential chemistry
 Where the rivers recoil and return
 fallen stars explode and burn
 The branches reach into eternity
 beyond the verge of stellar time
 The evolving tree, the revolving spree
 anchored in me means floating free
 No time, no space can ever be
 my hive, my home
 I belong beyond the stellar dome
 Blinding leaves of the universe