Before I die I’d like
to understand this world.
(I grow ambitious as I read my words.)
While mind remains I want
to trace the moral circuit
that lights the star-laced universe,
that golden thread
with a core of steel
drawn taut through time
to the far frontier of mortal reach,
seeking the infinite
of our finite thought,
the polar star that some
call God.
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