By word I express the stance of my tri-pedal friend,
Who spans across Existentia,
Beyond Horizon’s Bend.
Firmly footed guiding steps of function,
His wake of working covers all domains,
With an infinite range,
Seeking the next step of function that will emerge,
Perpendicularly from the infinitesimal,
Creating sets of new subsets universal.
Ye Behold,
The Legs of Logic,
Feet that form the Firm Foundation,
Their spot march marking the Line of Time,
From Nothing to Everything by Something,
From Everything to Something by Nothing,
And from
Something to Nothing by Everything,
Necessary.
By action I experience,
The walk of my tri-pedal friend,
Equalizing perspective with The Void and Chaos,
By tireless legs moving that will seek their
Midnight’s Rest,
Upon which my own Witness retired,
Will rest in parallel to His
Towards
Eternity’s End.