Looking up …
Oh Love, your way of doing life is rife
with pleasures that are numerous and sound
too good to be true, like that woman, wife
you've given me, and when I look around
your gift keeps giving, living creatures do
that, when you lift ol' matter to machines
(that's animals, & plants), recall how you
blessed them to multiply: fungi, or beans,
bacteria, and hipopotami…
And then when humans, made the next step up,
came on the scene, machine it's true, but <sigh >
you made us so we could dev-el-el-op;
next step in evolution is by choice.
If we "will" not, then this step won't just work.
You won't let others push a button, foist,
to make this happen. That would be berserk!
If you were wanting children who were gods,
could make a choice to love more than keep life,
without a certainty, seen, counted; odds
are no machine could cut it - with a knife!
I am of the opinion that you did
quite well, with all the goodness that you gave,
as well as light, and land, and sea, and lid-
that mythic sky, that teases us to wave-
to see it, then to see it disappear,
and form again, before our eyes each day.
That's very very beautifully… near,
yet far beyond our reach. What can I say?
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