Exiles of Stars, Exiled of Space

Pure among the Pure; but every solar
Power saw spectral lines omit that which they
Did not omit for they were Pure among

The Pure, and knowhere now by far as flung
On the rung away from crystal planes that rang

With their quivering there rings and planes, arcs
And branes, clips to flip, volumes let slip up

And down the scales of size in harmony
Of their spheres and above hierarchy
For their anarchy. Until the Darkly.

Lacuna Linguistic Summed Somewhere else.

Upshot of it all, and they most all did
Follow the fall out, saw them not just rid
Of coverance that hid but also bid
Travel out, among the myriads, as

A myriad multiple manifold,
Bold where no Purity had gone before,

Away of naatle core to soar the raw
Empyreans in dreams and crystallidore
Vessels of variety of vintage,
Yet still every stage Pure in suns' lights.