1. 

We form and disperse in a sideless cage;

but where is the ceiling,

and what is the meaning?

the twos and threes of our digital age

shall never deter me

at the gates of infinite.

2. 

The arrow ascending forever away

must home like a dove

to the archer's glove.

When galaxies home whencesoever they came,

they'll shatter the clock

in a Monoblock.

3. 

Time is a carpet we tread in our turn;

but the pendulum's track

must go doubling back.

The track is the pattern we try to discern,

while the tick and the tock

are the Void and the Block.

4. 

Symphonic passages lasting forever:

biographies

of you and of me.

In the past the thread of my life was severed;

again there will dawn

the day I was born.