The Void faces me but as soon as I say that
I form boundaries. Give it sides or encircle.
Next eyes to see, ears to hear, mouth to speak.
Finally the whole body on parade.
You tell me I’m a great man.
I tell you I’m a robot in so many words.
So much for hearsay and imitation.
Give me a creed to need and a slope to slide.
Invent a body, soul. A penny for your thought.
This way forever. However what about that?
Either God created a mess to figure out
or Nature some move to pull us out of the way.
Both can be glorious for a second.
Reflect and make do.
Walk through or drink water.
You will survive perhaps to stay.
Qualify everything you have.
Wishes come out of nowhere.
The latest universe will be
containing the good and the bad.
As long as you are you
and I am me as me,
we become something other
passing on through eternity.
This all is not enough.
I can’t grasp extinction.
Wonders. Blind Human’s Bluff.
Nature and God in action.