Tuesday, March 1, 2016


                   Suppose some others have their eyes on us
                   From elsewhere distant in this galaxy
                   Now judging us a minus or a plus,
                   A failed attempt or hopeful prodigy.

                   Let’s say they come because they see some hope
                   That with good counsel we may yet achieve
                   Advancements of a visionary scope,
                   Successes we as yet cannot conceive.

                   But then, this may have happened long ago,
                   And we’ve already met this messenger
                   Whose wise and holy counsel we’ve been slow
                   To follow but sad waywardness prefer.

                        That visionary guidance from above
                        Reveals the way to happiness is love.