eyed with atlantic possibilities
far beyond our sensibilities
a depth so indigo
starfalls time in a recycled surge and flow
to obfuscate be wilder wisdom
from such limited dimension
(an inconceivable expanse of sea)
by our gracefoolish linearity

(onward ever we cycle
persisting because a
system can be ordered at
the expense of disordering
its surroundings)

so much randomness rearranged
we can never reach from this narrow frame
equilibrium (enlightenment)
through mere scientific disestablishment
destined to be continously reborn
into joy reversed, forlorn