Hello world as its you who knows me the best I wake up early just to be ready And I wait for

an answer to the day What is the reason I hope to suggest That if there were a formula as now Moving you from one edge to the other Forms a bridge within the distance a whole It makes little difference it has no hour For it goes deep in the now of a distance As though it were plunged in times marrow Where it becomes the power of sound It neither tires nor ends nor suspends Poetry forever and onward Poetry forever and onward