Turn Song

So the world goes on, and things once hid
Are shown, and in that way, things once known
Are lost so that on the world can go.

The lone and dawn star is now a world
Quite near our own, not a star but still
Too hot for life. So, its bright dead world

Goes on. The small gods of old have gone,
And soon the big gods we know may go,
As more things once hid are shown. The seas

Have floors, the floors have lives, they don’t go
Down to more worlds. And so the world goes
On and on, and what it hides, who knows?