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The movements of the stars

As well as the order of the firmament

Cannot be overseen by the blind strength

Of the four Elements

The Principle of Harmony is by necessity

Beyond the somatic structure of the Cosmos

Even though it reveals its perfect framework

Only through the regular motions of the skies

If there were an ounce of nobility in the Immanence

It is nothing but the reflect of a superior work

Whose shape is of pure geometrical features

And the mover of which is of disembodied substance

Space is a numbers construct

In which the divine bodies are governed by timeless rules

An Orchestra of planets breathing

Whose opposite blows, are to fuse in stellar strains

Making the glowing borders throb

And at the center of the anthracite circle

Burns an undying fire

Like an igneous gem, round and (forever) blazing

Thousands of artisans have wrought the world

And everything they have achieved

Is eternally bound to the universal law of Arithmos

In every part of the Universe

The numbers are the key to knowledge

And the secret of existence