Cosmology Among the Young
In the early days of play, Douglas Life and I
Would speculate upon the shape the universe displayed,
Beyond the shaded lane we travelled on a summer's day.
To him, it seemed that God might be
The keeper of a large aquarium
Where all the planets swam about,
Heedless of the glass walls
Hemming in celestial space.
The physical facts were not within my grasp—
I imagined that our lives were dreamed of by our God,
And when He woke, we would cease to be.
We both agreed that words cannot pin down experience.
This strengthened my belief that life is not definable,
But shifts and runs in streams,
Buoyed on by unknown dreams.
©2016 Michael Fraley
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