A Legacy of Love and Lions

We who dream of the stars and examine Mars

From here on this swirled blue sphere

Forget to park the shoes of our minds by the temple’s door.

We still don’t have flying cars—

Yet we peer into the Earth’s deep core

And into the atom’s heart

And our own hand remains

An unsolved mystery.

All it takes to embrace and to totally love

These last lions on the planet’s face

Is: overcome fear of yourself

And your connection with everything.

Grow up, human race!

Accept Creation’s

Gratuitous grace.

And what you easily miss is this:

The unexpected gift of exponential change’s kiss.

When the overloaded senses grow dull

The mind paces forth and back in the skull

Then the overloaded senses grow dull.

Our iLife evolves so rapidly now

No one can anticipate how strange

Those vivid clouds upon the horizon

May in truth become—for evolution

Is not simply improvement,

As imagined by some:

It is adaptation.

It is Ancient Egypt’s naked face

In orbital space—

Arms open wide
And Sacred Heart ablaze in the chest.

It’s this fearless embrace

Of the huge male African lion

It’s a necklace of tropical islands

Afloat on a future of smart matter

That knows and tolerates us…

It’s children and its creators

Just now waking up

To these realities

Of stardust.