I ponder upon,
A restless night
The meaning of life,
As a dreamer might

Where better to start,
Than at the end?
Death, the great journey,
I must comprehend

So I die to the world,
Gripping but a lifeline,
Entering the portal,
To find the divine

Gone is the vagueness
Of my little ego,
I contemplate the constellations,
Especially Virgo

Soaring towards the brightest
In this field of stars,
Vowing to find truth,
As I spin past Mars

Swirling vortices,
Each thundering an overture
I pop into one, tumbling
Clockwise into the future

Sinking in to
The ambient dark matter,

The Universe blinks.

I am
forever...

Purple space...
Vastness...

Flying dragons...
Oneness...

A gentle knowing,
Permeates my being.
I've found my Truth!
To which I now cling

Silently nodding,
My travel's end,
I click my fingers,
Rejoining the land

A glimpse of Him
I may have had,
I still don't know
Why the world is mad

Nor have I a clue of
Armadillos, Elvis, measles,
Or His special fondness
For those damn beetles

05/23/2006

Author's Note: Perhaps the most famous quote about beetles comes from J.B.S. Haldane, who when asked what might be learned about a Creator by examining the world. His response: "an inordinate fondness for beetles".

Posted on 05/24/2006
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