Good soil

Every conception is
as if a stone was thrown into the distance.

And when the stone encircles the earth,
human is conceived within the orbit of his world
and he rules the earth beneath him.

But when the earth starts to groan
under the weight of its rulers,
the comets start to fall into the eternal abyss.

And blessed are those,
who were a good soil,
in which the tree of eternal life
sprouted.