Treasures of Time

Where the shadow of Chuthulu

dwells its creature of nightingess.



It is made out of the night .

In vicinity where chaos swirls

Curves by escaping whirls

of photonic structures

Ripples across the universe

In rivers, trees

In the grass blowing gently

in the wind

Its inside what no one has seen



Stars embrace the vacant space

Light it tickles on the universe toes

Piercing thru impenetrable darkness

One star outshines them all



That is the star inside your eye

Your mind that is alive

Born from the fire of cosmos

Compressed and tooled by planetary pressures

Diamond copper gold mine . Think

Where was the treasures of time .