The journey of a sunlight’s ray dancing on the blind
Highlights the vast spectrum of crisis crowding the air
That which the naked eye at each twilight does not find
And never in its search would reason that such were there.
Much mystery, we cannot perceive as it unwinds.
Myriads of flecks emerging from we know not where
One mixed and tossed residue of varied sorts and kinds
That time in all its aspects will neither show nor share.
Somewhere beyond that haze of clouded sky
There thrive these elements that must deny
Man’s conscious drive to aimful lifetime plan
As countless hopes that drift and float and fan.
Seems useless waste within the space of time
That’s known to be the total of man’s prime,
I pause and wonder how my years are spent
Within the shadow of a life well meant.
Six billion other souls must breathe and grow
And labor same as I, yet never know
Why life is played in shadows and in shades,
All memory leaves nought as desire fades
Then move to greet the end as we all must
And join at last that final earthbound dust.
Claire V. Bogdanos 