Space

The great, black space,

Which all wonder,

Is there all above,

And also down under.

Thy scientists thinketh,

Of this endless receptacle,

But 'tis vomiteth, more 

Facts mystical.

Farther thy head's insight,

'tis a complete enigma,

Thy humans seeketh lot,

To figure out its zeugma.

Thy space blanketeth the 

Mystical secrets of all,

To know more about it, 

Study till end one shall.

'tis the space,

That extendeth farther the eyeball,

After knowing even its one trillionth,

One get's oblivion's call.

Deeper and deeper as deeper you go,

How deep 'tis thou humans don't know,

A million physicists' fascination,

'Tis God's perfect creation.

                                                             - Salil Rath