In the twinkling maelstorm

In the twinkling maelstrom a flame

One day it suddenly sparked

In the depths of cosmic stare

And what seemed had come fact

 

In the glowing sky the star

Once only a thin flip

And what prevented went not far

And then, with what dreamed, lit up

 

In a gigantic volume of burning

Hydrogen collapse

So, it seems, everything is growing

The former darkness blasts

 

Matter smolth and melts

In the flint more and more

And the brilliance of not illusions beckons

Burn, love it for.