Invisible Gods Whims Poem by Patti Masterman

Ponderous, we travel curving lines
In ever widening circles, unknowing
That the curl of space fools us, the arc of time laughs

As all the while, maddening waves move us
Farther from shore, away from the buoys
They always told us would mark the safe boundary edge

The birds in air, sea creatures beneath;
Between heaven and earth, a multitude of beings

But in the middle we flounder in lonesome lives, waiting
Reeled in by invisible gods whims, anticipating..