Lacking All Rhyme Or Reason Poem by Hugh Cobb

i.

lacking all rhyme or reason
skating through darkness
leaving trails of light
sparks reveal a void:
randomness seems a sound approach;
even scientific
(except for Heisenberg's Principle.)

ii.

an experiment in consciousness:
lab rats all,
we run merrily
round our mazes
seeking that perfect
chunk of cheese
trying to avoid the random shocks
(& dead ends) the flesh is heir to.
(with apologies to the Bard)

iii.

are we simply mechanistic,
accidental beings?
How can accident beget such art
as Hubble reveals:
splendid views of our illusion,
the one in which we dwell?

iv.

like Matroyshka dolls,
universe in universe
dimension in dimension
no particle too small
no macrocosm too large,
both ends of infinity
lead invariably to the same point:

v.

all that is: illusion
all that is sensory,
all false readings
designed to trap the mind
keeping spirit firmly off its path...

vi.

our journey is neither found
in microscope nor telescope
but only in Heart's own center,
only in the last loving breath,
only when we know
that we are all one another
in reflection & in fact:
fragments of the same whole,
all truly one
& there is no other but we.

(Copyright 5/13/06)