Elastic Web of Life

In the unceasing ebb and flow of every day life,

Swimming in the trough and crest of the swelling tide,

May we dig channels in the horizon in time,

And discover awareness narrow and wide.

In silence, as we gain our senses of where we are,

We discover it from afar,

In its imminence we discern,

So tenuous we return,

Unadorned without concern,

So virtuous it has found its turn.

A. Johnson