To want otherwise, deems the scheme flawed
and is intolerant, presumptuous pride's
(un) entertaining ignorance of the soul
that sighs and sings, "Succumb! Surrender!"
Faint unflinching energy pulsates at the
edge, while atoms jump exuberant,
sub-atomic dancers out mambos
matter, the least little bit before nothing
beyond the imagination is
out of bounds, out of the blue, out in left field
ever, in the something out of nothing or
always something mystery maker
and if intolerant, presumptuous pride,
otherwise wants the scheme's flaw and deems
the singing, sighing soul be silent
Then who hears, "Succumb! Surrender!" but
the pure, patient heart undeterred by
Eternity's modern memory design.
April 2000
