Mysterium Cosmographicum
July 19, 1595


//Kepler;//

//my sleep is plagued again
the voice it comes bearing
gifts splendid and peculiar
hounds me for particulars//

planetary masses and their functions
in the grand gallery of bodies
mine is caught in motes of
madness and insanity
the voice may just be me
for I am vehicle for the message
the constellation of gods dynamic
the fair and perfect equation
the body sinless and triumphant
sings from the godhead
and his son, through the
blessed polygon

//Construct//

//‘Describe to me this planetary architecture
the cohesion of platonic solids
ascribe to me the divine
in your observations ’//


//Kepler//

What do you know of this?
you speak so assuredly
I hope to surmise the will of God
within the heavenly spheres

to expand upon Copernicus
to find the guiding hand of the father
the eyes of god in fiery will
his son the child in rotation
the hollow gulf his spirit

//Construct//

The gulf is far from empty
the quarks and gluons
sing with brief vibrato hymn
for the heavens are not lonely

and calm my own anxieties
I search high and low
but I do not find the patient hand
and I find this vexing


tell me of the true vacuum
the empty face of god

//Kepler//

//His complexion is composed
in polyhedric certainty
the scaffold that holds aloft
the universe in its explicit beauty //

octahedron
icosahedron
dodecahedron
tetrahedron
cube

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