I am Everyman and Everyman is me
So when I examine my existence
I try to understand the universal
Rather than the idiosyncratic on
This planet where I seek to catch
Rides on high jets shooting thru
The midnight sky like meteors as
I denigrate gravity holding down
All beings on the surface of the
Globe while my mind looks to see
The order of world not the chaos
Of Cosmos to which I want to fly
As I await the hour of my mortality
When all confusion will dissipate
And I can witness divine harmony
By which I will know I'm blessed
By the beauty of Grace of Christ
Pulling all to a Heaven we can't
Conceive from myopia of an Earth
From which death is only escape.
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