Kaleidoscope of Stars

The celestial mists reveal Something surreal Stars with thousands of kaleidoscopic shapes that any illness can heal Beautiful and mesmerizing to the soul they appeal Through porcelain skies thunder will cruse Painting the sky with wider range of hues That human eye will normally use And more shapes than greatest artist would choose Beyond surreal opens its path Controlled by accountable math This is just third fundamental path So what power the last one would have and what thought could be supported by its lath The fundamental place to spirit is transformed The almost omnipotent glory by it is formed Enough power for soul to be reformed And any number of miracles performed Yet kaleidoscope of stars is base for theory of everything And of all the magic it is king As beautiful as song nightingale would sing In the time of spring