Because All Things Balance

because all things balance
as on a wheel
and we cannot see
nine-tenths of what is real,
our claims of self-reliance
are pieced together
by unpanned gold.
the whole system
is a game:
the planets are the shells;
our earth, the pea.
may there be
no moaning of the bar.
like ships at sunset
in a reverie,
we are shadows
of what we are.
--f.d. reeve



...AND ON THE RIVER TUMBLES AND ROLLS