for John Ensworth
Who am I and who on Earth are you?
In case you wonder too, my friend,
I’ll trade your penny for my thoughts.
On any given day, I check the
file drawers between my ears
and pluck out mental artifacts
to craft into action plans
or in short, I THINK and DO.
And as far as reason leads me,
I must DO to keep my world intact
and THINK to stave off Armageddon
if you get my drift.
I know, I know, these separate hides
we are destined to preserve
are breach-less firewalls
that prevent our ever knowing
each other’s sacred mysteries.
Still we seek each other out.
Our common fate - our common bond.
The universe whirls crazily
beyond the shackles of our skins.
so we measure all we can,
chart the threads of consequence,
wonder at the mountains and
seek to learn of seas and galaxies.
What do you think, my friend, of entropy?
What is the nature of the God(s)
you choose to heed or disavow
as you wander this inscrutable Earth?
Know that I love you, my stranger friend
and lacking any other choice,
I cherish the firewalls that define us -
that we cannot scale or circumvent.
This poem was written after hearing a fine lecture by John Ensworth at the Estes Park Memorial Observatory.