Evolutionary Threads - April 1970

A metempsychosis in evolving time,

A unity of unremembered births,

A chain and link of fierce Promethean woe,

An end unseen by a momentary veil,

The numbing shadow cast by Truth's inverse,

The search for That which latent lies within.

In poem's mantra and in music's chant

A timeless sculptor chisels tirelessly

To evoke a hidden God from stubborn clay.

The residue of former selves may serve

In part to answer our silent prayers

To know ourselves beyond the dream-like past.