ALL SHE WROTE

Space/Time, Gravity, Energy and Matter
Is all She wrote -
It’s enough.
The Sum of Creation.

Human solipsism is
Breathtaking.
But enough about you and me:
Last night there was a rocket in the sky.

When arriving back on our hill
I saw a bright light approaching
From the west
In the moonless night.

As it slid by
Its fiery tail appeared:
Elon Musk’s Space X rocket
On its way to launch a spy satellite.

This was a busy night
In our neck of the woods;
A scheduled power outage
Helped Reveal the Heavens -

The little patch we see of them.
But mostly we (you and me again) obsess
About what’s beneath our feet:
Planet Earth.

Parochialism.
Our stories, our specialness
How the Creator sent his special envoy
(His son, no less) to sort Us out

Us, a new born consciousness
Amidst a vast and ancient creation:
Presumptuous and
Lacking in all humility…

Throwing our toys at the empyrean
Expecting the heavens to open
In obeisant veneration
Of our gifts.

Our solipsism is
Breathtaking.
But enough about you and me:
We’re Slaves to our Demons, Actually.