Nature grows like God
in an infinity of ways.
Nature can be savage
and at the same time compassionate
half-way around the world
to believers and non-believers, alike.

While the questions of the Universe
dare the heart to dream,
and can open the present before us
so it unfolds behind,
tragedy abounds.

Can we make it through,
everything says yes.
years upon years councils our path
eyes upon eyes scry our future
tongues upon tongues argue for us

for a presence of progress
to move forward
to grow up/down/sideways
in a societal mores
in a personal victory

Industry flows with materialism
in an infinity of ways
While the questions of the universe
dare the heart to dream
with eyes upon eyes scrying our future
in a personal victory