To this day,

to this certainty

we retreat, in a time

of confusion and the

dis-location of the

self and the body.


To the assurance

of continuity we

scramble, in place of

not knowing what is

to become of the

order of the world.


To imagination and

conjecture we turn,

believing against

reason, seeking

explanation to counter

fear and the uncertain

ground beneath our feet.


We are looking and seeking,

and creating our causes

and stories as we always

have from the beginning

in looking to the stars

and seeing eternity written.