we stir the pot; we keep things going.
solipsism balanced by Cosmic knowing.
energy irreplaceable; it's never lost,
and smallness wins, Change--the cost.

uselessness challenged by the Ever-faithful
because Meaning and Virtue make them malleable.
the ultimate environment, a thing called Heaven.
Revelation, Composure, Transcendence--the weapon.

pogroms, the fear of the less enlightened.
yet, evidence there is to not be frightened.
as Titan orbits Saturn, only to orbit again,
is an example of life's sure twin.

for out of sight is not out of Being,
just simply not in view for the seeing.
for when we walk this pebbled veldt,
remember, we should, how life felt

when tears were real, and yet fleeting
so, too, were joys at each dawn's greeting.
another baby day being born
from a nighttime's bosom getting torn.

not alone here, not forsakened or abondoned,
we were given each other to ford the transom
of life, pain, death and Hereafter.
for this life we know is merely a chapter.

revolving, absolving, and when evolved
all problems, illusions become dissolved,
into the realm of the born and begotten
like ice age's before, done, not forgotten.

04/07/2005