no evidence the world is bent in
shape
a bluish globe with wooly white of
cloud
the mountains form a contrast sharp
and proud
against the sea we note the golden
cape
while in the sky dark birds seem to
escape
the planetary force while winds are
loud
above the foam and yet we are
uncowed
though eyes are open and all mouths
agape
there is a reason we have reached
this place
and taken stock at the appropriate
time
for our authority to be compelled
into new channels and a different
space
with better thought and clearer
paradigm
now that the party’s over and trial’s
held
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