#351
The Cosmic Connection
Like a coursing river
Our blood flows throughout time,
From Eve at the very beginning,
To the hand that nails the rhyme.
We pass on the subtle connection,
No gap in the supple cord
That links each generation:
Give thanks to the ways of the Lord.
One of course can't just dust it off without reading the entries. My wife says I must move it because I don't use it. I don't use it frequently, but I do love having it close, my Dante Encyclopedia, along with several versions of the poem. Reading in it got me thinking and the next thing I knew, scratch paper was on the table (at my house scratch paper is called "clutter"!) and pen was in hand (at my house God knows I have way too many pens--10,000 at least--which I couldn't possibly use in a lifetime, so I am told). In any case, a new entry:
#90
The Empyrean
Oh to bathe in the River of Light,
To secure a vision transcendent,
To see with clarity once in my life
All things with glory resplendent.
