Infinity
So it seems… to them we are outcasts
Exiles adrift on a barren sea
Inconsequential castaways
A species endangered by our own existence
To be ignored or snuffed out –
Out of their way…to hell,
So it seems…
In truth we stand upon
The shore of the infinite
The unknowable one
And hold its secrets
Within out hearts
In our hand, “The Sword of Truth”…
To them we are the “Prols”
And they the true believers
“Party-members” all, twisted
And entwined in a snare
Of their own devices
As Orwell prophesized,
But twenty years too soon.
For now its not a political idol
That pulls our strings
A new beast has arisen
With “ten kings on seven heads”
Seven heads for seven continents
For it devours the whole world
To a ‘corporate’ monster we worship –
Or die.
So it seems…
But things are not as they seem
The paltry ‘powers’ of this world
Are quarks within the nucleus
Of one atom among 10²³ atoms
Within one grain of sand –
On the shore of the infinite.
And so its continues
“An eye for an eye until
The whole world is blind”¹
Never seeing the warnings, the ‘sign’
Disbelieving in prophecy
Ignoring ‘the way’
Only the voice of their new God do they hear.
So it seems…
Amid the ebb and flow of destiny
Like the ceaseless restless tide
That crashes upon our tiny universe
Over and over – we ride the waves
As best we can – most of the time-
Just trying to keep our heads above water.
That’s the thing…
We are so busy just surviving
Few find the time to learn
Or even consider the big questions
“Father forgive them, for they know not what they do”.
They don’t have the time to –
The beast sees to that.
So it seems…
The best we can hope for
Is to keep ourselves pure
No matter the cost
For if we are the light of the world
No wonder darkness reigns
Be that as it may, it’s up to us.
We are the vessels of the infinite
We are the bearers of light
Or the bringers of darkness
One at a time, one step at a time
We will change the world
For better or worse
Which direction are you headed?
So it seems…
Infinity surrounds us
Encloses or liberates us
Exposes or venerates us
Perpetuates or annihilates us
Adjudicates or exonerates us
Which is it? That is to you.
∞
From infinity we are drawn
But for a moment
Then to return to the source
O’ if we could but see that moment
For what it is
To realize
What we are
∞
Thomas Welborn
07/10/06
[¹Mahatma Gandhi]
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