The universe is not heartless:
Millions of hearts are contained within.
The universe is not only cold:
There is warmth by a fire.
Tell me the universe does not think:
I point to a brain.
Tell me it does not care:
I say, some of us do.
O do not exclude what is part of the all
From its essence.
Do not see the lifeless and say
That nothing lives.
You are part of the universe too:
You are one of its features.
~~ Lance Jencks ~~
All which, because it was
flame and song and granted us
joy, we thought we’d do, be, revisit,
turns out to have been what it was
that once, only; every invitation
did not begin
a series, a build-up: the marvelous
did happen in our lives, our stories
are not drab with its absence: but don’t
expect to return for more. Whatever more
there will be will be
unique as those were unique. Try
to acknowledge the next
song in its body-halo of flames as utterly
present, as now or never.
~~ Denise Levertov ~~