1. ALMAGEST

In the dead of night
An old man is looking at the sky
He is trying to describe
The movements challenging his mind

The planets’ flow is so strange
While Earth is standing still
The center of the universe
Is at the base of the heaven’s sphere

I predict motions of the stars
In a cosmic dance of constellations
The Almagest is my sacred key,
My mathematical obsession

Day by day he keeps on work
In the walls of Alexandria!
Formulas and complex terms
Lead him to insomnia.

Logic is beyond faith
And the book will predict
Trajectories and fates
For another thousand years!