The Experiment Poem by Jeremy Michael Gregory

Look how these colors come together
Come with me now
Let's fly forever
And practice never falling

You've gotten carried away with this
The shaman's dance
The romantic bliss
These things must never end

It's good that he dances in circles
And spins
So we can see the begining again
And feel this in our souls

Dance the dance with furious precision
And soon we'll find
The right religion
Or perhaps a new one

Answers are so hard to find
They lie in wait
For an abstract mind
Welcome to our experiment