Infinity is an

                 atrium.

                            Elastic glass stretching

                                                                 to eternity

                 which is always tomorrow.

Humanity the

                       flora inside

                                      growing and pushing

                                                                    indelible windows ever

            f  u   r    t     h      e        r               a   p     a       r         t.

Reality wipes the spittle from its face

and typically, launches a

bigger missile.