Tuesday, April 10, 2012


falling snowflake
on a simulated existence.
nature is foreign
to your desolate soul.

playground hubris,
victorious over myth.
senses are reality;
can you ignore your heart?

you debate mere children,
proud in your reason.
intellectual laziness,
pyrrhic victory.

opening to light,
may make you think.
Darwin freed us from religion,
not the journey.