An Ode To Reason Part 7 Poem by Tom Billsborough

Tides turn, obedient
To the Moon's reflective mirror
And down the neuron paths
My thoughts must follow
The promptings of the instigator.
Who is the hidden one?
All seeing and all knowing!
One day we shall discover.
Ondouble helix wheels
Are spun rich tapestries
Ofour genetic histories.
While Time's relentless arrow
Draws us on towards tomorrow
Certainas the flight of swallows.

REFRAIN

No need to pause for prayers..
Which ring and ring on telephones.
On old unanswered phones
To One who is not there.