You praise here and now
I there and after.
Why can’t we get along?
What’s the matter?
I find myself in awe
of nature in the raw.
Connected to the past
I’m here at last!
Give me the light
relative to the dark.
What’s in is out of sight.
Guide me to the arc
where peace is the hole.
And sky ground to dust.
And molecules unfold.
And you become my must.
I don’t want to die now.
You’ve built such a grand design.
Show me the deepest knowhow
and I’ll gladly build you a shrine.