A poem about a magic carpet - a very special kind of magic carpet, to be sure ...

Do you know
I have a magic carpet.
It contains the centre
of the Universe.

Whirling stars,
spiralling inward,
into the blinding light
upon a velvet
silken cloth.

Wherever I go,
I carry this carpet
hidden snugly, safely,
in my bag.

And wherever
I'm at home,
I unroll it and
I gently place it
on the floor.

Magic Carpet

Silvia Hartmann 1993

From "Fairy Tales"