I read of the world ending,
\ngoing on to the far reaches of forever.
\nIt is settled now.
\nThe gurus of science,
\nof numbers,
\nof alien intuitions,
\nhave determined it is so,
\nand I accept it with faith,
\nwith the taste of an apple,
\nwith my heart thumping.<\/p>\n
The world will end,
\ndissolving like mist,
\nlike forgotten letters,
\nlike crumbling cake,
\nuntil there is only loneliness,
\nand cold,
\nand black vacuum.
\nWith the cry of a cat,
\nthe last ribbon of a rainbow,
\na kiss that grows cold.<\/p>\n
And sufficiently edified,
\nI put the article in a book of poems,
\nand going to my garden,
\nI told the geraniums,
\nbe as red as you can be,
\nflame with life,
\nand be a fire in my heart.
\nAnd I waved to the sparrows
\nand called, fly as high as the heavens
\ntake you to the ceilings of their house.
\nLet rain fall on the bay,
\nand let the boats
\nfill their sails with glorious silence.<\/p>\n
Shout to me,
\nthat there is no love
\nthat ever was, that can die,
\nthat the world
\nis too bright to dim,
\ngrow black,
\nbe lost in a dark dream.
\nTell forever,
\nyou and I are on the scene.
\nTell the scientists
\nwe make a difference,
\nthat tears never dry,
\njoy never leaves,
\nhope never ends.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I read of the world ending, going on to the far reaches of forever. It is settled now. The gurus of science, of numbers, of…<\/p>\n