Revelation


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I

As I was driving through the winding roads

Of the Rocky Mountains

The trees are full of green leaves

And the meadow starry flowers

But autumn’s fiery colors

Jumped out in my mind

Then winter’s desolation and drab boughs

Awaits another season of green life

Suddenly I knew

Time is not a straight line

But endless cycles

Life always leads to death

Death the beginning of new life

 


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I had a dream

While I was half awake

A weird dream indeed

A black snake with yellow rhombus

Its scaly skin thus perfectly patterned

Raised its head flickered its tongue

As if telling me the eternal secret

Then I saw a dainty sea shell

Half buried in the sand on the shore

I picked up and examined it close

The marvelous spiral spine

Follows Fibonacci sequence in precision

It finally dawned on me

Who created the universe

 

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III

Spring is upon us

With its juicy dripping greens

I took a stroll in the fields

Enjoying a moment with my mute friends

Upon the lake there was a flock of geese

The daddy and mommy and their goslings

Momentarily they wobbled on shore

Mom in the front dad in tow

Parading their downy brood with circumstance and pomp

Even dumb birds know to care for their young

Whence the love and urge come from

Given all they need is a full stomach?

Ah, I know

It is thou tricking us to believe

We create our own young

It is thou planting this desire in us

So we seek our mates and fall in love

Just to propagate the line which is truly yours

In order we carry on your plan for this universe

Whilst thou art our true parent

Or we would stay self-centered all our life

Indulge and binge and least of child rearing

‘Cause left to our own device

Who would take this most burdensome task?

 

Epilogue

You look you don’t see

You listen you don’t hear

You eat you don’t taste

You sniff you don’t smell

You touch you don’t feel

You talk you don’t think

The signs are everywhere

But for the caul on your head

And the scale in your eyes