Creative Chaos Poem by Arnie Hicks

as if in strenuous opposition to the impotent mediocrity
of man's essential vacancy and predilection for order and structure,
the laws of nature rise up and move forth
with the subtle intensity of creative chaos,
attempting to infuse the tabula rasa of awakening reason
with the abrupt lucidity of insight,
only to be met with the insurmountable lack of comprehension
that is the anathema of our kind;
ill-equipped to accept our own mortality and its consequences,
we act in despondency -
blindly refusing the gift that would liberate us from the tyranny of tomorrow
and free us to cherish the impossible beauty of an undivided moment.