And what is history but Stones by boys on fathers’ Ponds, beyond the lily pads Where sit the frogs of conscious Evolution . . . So wars evolve of themselves! While fathers get lost in their Competition, vengeance and Fictional futures of old Realities . . . Father God, for your sake, Please! Awaken Sophia’s Heart’s Beingness . . . within the hearts Of men . . . that their egos might Know Peace not war . . .
Dedicated to Laurie Seymour, who has spurred my creativity, February 3, 2016.