THE SEER

Tall in the sky is the power of stars;

Bears, a lion, a Milky Way,

Warriors that protect us, a virgin maid.

Yet (said the dark-eyed seer)

The stars are more than patches of patterns.

Yes you can connect them in infinite series

But beyond that sight (she waved at the heavens)

Is the vision.

A vision of dark and a vision of light.

The lights are a boiling caldron of gases.

The darks, bubbling fields of waves and particles

Popping in and out of whatever side we are on.

Existence is stretching in multiple ways.

And like an elevator that falls but never lands,

We swim through this current as best we can.