ONE 
 
Time to be real
  
 I  
 An illusion by which we can 
Become more real.
 A moment unremarked 
By the universe,
 By nature, the seasons, or stars. 
Moment we have marked out 
In timelessness.
 Human moment.
 Making a ritual, a drama, a tear 
On eternity. Domesticating 
The infinite.
 Contemplating quantum questions: 
Time, death, new beginnings, 
Regeneration, cycles, the unknown.
 
II  
 Let uncontemplated regions 
Of time project themselves
 Into your sleeping consciousness, 
Inducing terror, or mental liberation. 
So death-confrontation
 Paralyzes some with despair 
And makes others poison 
Themselves with emptiness 
But releases in a fortunate few
 A rare quality of enlightenment,
 A sense of the limited time we have 
Here on earth to live magnificently 
To be as great and happy as we can
 To explore our potentials beyond the limits 
To lose our fear of death
 Having gained greater love 
And reverence for life,
 Its incommensurable golden brevity.
That’s how it is 
With this moment. 
Gigantic death 
Enormous birth.
 Mighty moment 
In timelessness.
