Cyclic Realm

We are organisms
………….creatures
stems of planetary matter
figures of galactic creation compressed
to the revolving solar platter

We produce the chemicals of function
For effort, dreams, and deeds
And the emotional junction
For spritely, resonant needs

We strive for precious achievement
When we’re feeling alive inside
But then there’s some bereavement
From the dark and deadly ride

Reaching……what are we reaching ?
Beyond our inner souls ?
Beyond this breathing realm ?
Beyond our precious goals ?

Are we solving big demands ?
For the lonely, twinkling skies ?
For the vast and galactic lands ?
For the desolate solar cries ?

Are we made by guardian angels….
…..who watch us beyond this realm?
Or are we experimental beings…
….with a purpose we all must helm?

Do we cyclic creatures shed..
…..the organic and natural bars..
..then turn into some spirit…
….that transcends beyond the stars

transcending into a world
that we can’t comprehend
yet a world that we can witness
…..a realm after our end

but who knows, we manifest
our self-worth, our inner souls
for the factor of feeling precious
And for the act…. of reaching goals

For now, we are organisms
And yes, we are helmed
in this spiral, in this enigma
in this. . . . . cyclic realm

   
       - Zakiyus J. Hardy