We live in the cycle of
of the heavens, as creatures
on a linear roll, circling with
the days, the seasons, yes,
but beginning -to-end it is;
and the light and dark follow
us not as our guides, but masters,
and we drift and say this
is our lot to be linear creatures
still moving in the curves of the
universe itself, which, like us,
will come to its expected end.