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- absence of light
comfort and taxes
strange to think of Joseph worrying
about transporting his very pregnant wife
when she ought to have been pampered instead of uprooted
by an unyielding government ruling
that all the world should be taxed
just like us with petty but nagging
concerns for the well-being
of those we love that nudge
then jolt us with the truth
of our own inadequacy
to do what we ought, let alone
what we want
supercilious
comment from Eileen gives author hope
‘we’ were so certain when i was small
that formula was superior to breast milk
without recognizing individual needs
of specific infants
that asphalt would make better roads
more traffic, more commerce
without realizing the runoff would pollute streams
or the dark surface would contribute to global warming
that ‘greed is good’ was local only
without imagining that the quest for
more and yet more did little good
even for the greedy one accumulating
ah, if we could approach our being
with a bit of humility, of awareness
of so much greater than ourselves
because we may be late in finally
accepting our arrogance is killing us
too wonderful for me
our minds conquer
time and distance
to maintain connection
to loved ones
in physics
there is an odd, instantaneous
connection between some far-
separated particles that makes
no more sense
and yet is true
each time we think we know
perhaps it would be better
to smile to ourselves
and admit we could still be awed
by reality