Beckoning
We outfly light in luminary essence
imposing order o'er the unconstructed
by conscious waveform interaction
drawing wondrous abstractions from raw noise.
We are generators and attractors
common factors may not be subtracted
without compromising joy.
Randomly
above this calm cool rhythmic life
a hard rap hammers, like tympani of time
In symphonic abreaction
a wild cascade of matters
out of mind.
Our god's hands
long encrusted of the past
are freed
to cast through interleaving chaos
spiritual constructs
Which
in the nature of things human
cause all possible reactions
making possible all actions
if we but will it
So!
Beckoning