The Universe Is Round

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Cosmic Sonnet By Santiago Sevilla

The universe is round, my dear friend, Obeys the divine law of centrifuge, Beyond this sphere, begins, onend, the end. Within, the earth finds its circular refuge.

The cosmos, dear friend, corners does not bend, It bursts out from inside: Astral deluge. Did God this creation only, intend? Inhabits God the naught, even more huge?

When sadly we in dust ourselves transform, Our souls, which nothing are, to the naught go? Who can inform us if the naught can have a norm?

Naught is timeless, our dormant souls, deiform. But time, as well, is nothing but a bow, It runs forever through cosmos in a row

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