Smithy

It grinds, sparks and flies
hard bangs in a cave too large
and too dark to see
too deep to fathom
signals send heavy traffic

Stars bubble up, deep from the pan
they sparkle and search for a place in space
lightyears are soughing past
a hammer bangs in the white noise
it crackles new systems of infinity

The universe is embossed
star strings spin away
soughing through the nonexistent

Alchemy of creation
inside the flask it boils around
melting pot cauldron magic brew

Curtains of matter fall
past, everything flies far and small
traveling to nothing it creates nothingness