Wednesday, February 4, 2015


   for Ervin Laszlo 
        It’s Mind that finds or generates the stuff
        From which materiality is made,
        But matter in itself is not enough,
        So Mind decides how it is best arrayed,

        And thus it was the Cosmos came to be
        And thence evolved to what it is today,
        A function of expressed mentality
        That may, through us, have more still to display.

        For all we know, we’re evolution’s edge,
        On whom the growing cosmos now depends,
        For it’s our duty and our privilege
        To realize where cosmic progress tends—

           Taking the greatest stride we’ve ever stridden,
           Revealing those deep secrets Mind has hidden.