"We're on a planet sustained by nothing, carried through pure space by a willful star made of fire and in constant ebullition. We're travellers covering traveling grounds. Going, always going."

Beautiful, although I so deeply wish I could understand poetry more without having to pause and do an in depth analysis of every line. It is a form of art that I appreciate (which is why I continue to try and read it) but that I have trouble understanding. It really is like another language. Its not something I read often because I literally stare at the pages like this