In the Shadows of the Cosmos
From the molten rocks came coal,
And from the gods came man, unique,
A paradox~ the human soul,
A marvelous madhouse! A maze of mystique!
We are living in a world unknown,
A world of pain and of delight,
A world of water, air, and stone,
A world illumed by heaven's light!
This world is our home, our womb, our casket,
Where we remain forever bound,
And with my blanket and my basket,
I shall stray from sound to sound!
We are at the crux of nothing!
We are in a black abyss!
We are gushing, loving, crushing!
We are something unlike this!
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Sorrow
I see you in darkness, moping alone,
Hopelessly groping at shadow and bone,
And weeping in vain at the pain and the waste,
Remembering when life was cheerful and chaste!
How weary the wind is! How lonesome the trees!
How feeble the flowers that bow in the breeze!
How Happiness mocks you from up on high,
Crowned with Delight while you tremble and cry!
O beautiful Sorrow who bellows and wails,
Sailing through sunlight on truculent trails,
You come from the distance that echoes and shakes
With the rumble of thunder and the tide as it breaks!
Go Sorrow! Return to your faraway lands,
To the cold, empty tundras and the gold desert sands,
And store your poor dreams in those scenes of decay,
For you long to say more, though, there's no more to say.
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Chimney Smoke
My chimney smoke billows, streams and puffs,
Peacefully wafting o'er the bluffs,
Drifting further, merging with clouds,
That act as our blankets, our mantles, our shrouds.
O the good Earth is spinning around and around,
And the sun ever shines without making a sound,
And the hearth in my house is burning some wood,
Crackling and popping like a good fire should.
Yes we laughed and we cried and we had such a ball,
Was all of this something after all?
'I know not our strange plot, ' said the tired, old man,
Then returned to the spot where his whole life began.
Immense and stupendous with checkerboard floors,
We push forward like pawns down the long corridors,
Capturing pieces like killing machines,
Yearning to turn into quantum queens!
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