Deeper and Beyond

Deeper and deeper and well beyond
The deepest well or depths of hell,
Or burning stars that never fell,
Deeper still, but never gone;

Beyond the lives, beyond the trees
The sun and moon were placed between
And caused to rise and set,
Beyond all meaning and precepts;

Between the words, between the lips
Where the weathered copper soul sips
Upon restraint and verdigris in-
Between the bites of dust and cake;

In a minute, in each minute
The earth runs 'round itself-
'Round the sun, 'round the stars-
In hope to hold the line.