Night-Blind Poem by John Weber

Rays permeate the void of night
New stars throb before spilling light
Black holes tug with pernicious might
Who am I to judge what is right?

Inky clouds sway in prideful climbs
Unaware that bolts strike sometimes
With rage beyond most mortals' crimes
Vantage above views mere enzymes

Leafy greens hug the flowing hills
Grateful for all that nimbus spills
Essence of life filling the gills
Dirt blazing with nitrogen fills

Worms churn below with blind passion
Adding toil to soil once ashen
Vast effort proves beyond ration
When survival serves as fashion

Such vim and verve drives the lone bird
Pecking the surface undeterred
Until snaring a lunch preferred
To bowing down to hunger's word

As the grub slides down that plumed throat
Ears fall deaf to that panicked note
Ecology demands this float
Since cycles link lives once remote

Just before flesh dissolves away
Recognition lightens his sway
Once he feels the kindred array
Of parasites consuming prey

Candlelight aids to chase the dark
Even as lust provides our spark
Retinas singed by the sun's mark
Ignore splendor as we embark