Life Is But The Dance of The Flame

 

As they introduced the second agent

The nuclear chaotic gift arose

Scattered through space a puzzle pageant

A hidden meaning in guise exposed

 

Of the energy we all share

By the consent of geological tide

A spark of evolutionary flare

Fuels the flicker emanating from inside

 

Destined we are

The grasping absorption of any resource

Created by a star

To usurp our heavenly concourse

 

A spherical exponential pirouette

An exothermic deafening bang

The solar winds descend like a vignette

By the rhythm of the dance of the flame

 

Our last tango with our true nature

Can the dance floor ever revive us?

Reaching out to meet our maker

Who will be the survivors?

 

                                                        2/20/08  Jake Belmont