Friday, December 18, 2015


                    So here we are.  Somehow we’ve come to be.
                    And look at all we’ve done and have become,
                    Though we have yet to solve the mystery
                    Of life and consciousness or deeply plumb

                    The occult nature of the universe

                     Which seems not happenstantial but designed,
                     Though loath its deepest secrets to disburse,
                     Yet seemingly, like us, possessed of mind.

                     Good Orderly Direction we’ve named GOD,
                     Personifying what we recognize
                     Has elevated us from lowly sod
                     Toward sapience, though yet not wholly wise.

                         Should we arise to wisdom, then we’ll know
                         What makes the universe, or this verse, flow.