| Stellar flames create formations, | |
| Lucent constellations and invitations to the expeditious mind | |
| Novas that see our destination | |
| From their hibernation, a vocation that is enshrined | |
| I'm navigating along the star path | |
| The night sky is my compass, my cynosure | |
| After days with waves of wrath | |
| I'm finally reaching the shores | |
| Under the burning Atlas | |
| A region filled with flaring birthmarks | |
| Over ageing landmarks and the hallmarks of Nature's grand form | |
| Yonder, still in our respiration | |
| And mother to rotation, gravitation that endlessly performs | |
| (Vintersorg, May 2006) |
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