in paragraphs on pages
listed for envisioning ways
we have come, and through these
paragraphs revealed theories for behavior
tracked or tagged or simply observed, for
error arises in practice, as does trust, should we
see a theory refine itself en masse. Idealist relegates
challenges, deaths even, whether calm or not, to greater
sight, further vision, preamble to organic juices mingling still
inside their original placements, wandering decibels wide while
we change so far away from them, their vision groaning like songs
begin; and should we keep our elements as ours, forgetting what we are—
given moments of God's opportunity to shine through—when found, following
the ancient justice teaching our hearts to mind themselves, surrender
their urge to bellow from the heights, their horns, hooves stamping, stampeding
terrain familiar and un- for they are given range to grow trampling drives
across miles of life. Still, in recesses black with held grandeur, life resides
between old and new, our day, a day we dine verge less, complete.