“It could be that our faithlessness is a cowering cowardice born of our very smallness, a massive failure of imagination… If we were to judge nature by common sense or likelihood, we wouldn’t believe the world existed.”
— Annie Dillard
but here we are,
clinging improbably
to a brilliant blue & white ball;
a ball balanced precisely
a correct distance
from a star
whose burn is slow & steady
& this same sphere
spins precisely
on an axis,
also making the unlikely possible
but try
not to think of this too much, lover–
because if we do
we will spend
the rest of our allotted days
on our knees, in awe
& worshiping
instead of going about
the business of being human
thereby destroying the results
of this experiment
by our own awareness of it.
****Ah–the things I think of while I am weeding! This quote has been on my mind since I shared it with another blogger–Jeremy Nathan Marks–check him out here–http://thesandcounty.wordpress.com/
Susan Daniels Poetry 
So true…
🙂 thanks for stopping by–I am going to not think about this some more & go make dinner…
wise.easier said than done though. I’m glad i found your poetry Susan. have a nice day
Thank you so much for stopping by 🙂 Glad you liked it
Thank you! I really appreciate the mention. 🙂
glad to do it–our comments inspired today’s lines, and your poetry is so breathtakingly beautiful, it would be criminal not to share your site.
Thank you, that’s a wonderful compliment.
the best compliments are the truth. That sounds like a fortune cookie, doesn’t it?
It does. 🙂 And it’s certainly better than the ones which offer you lottery numbers of tell you how you will succeed in business.
Jeremy–there is a poem inside a fortune cookie, waiting for you to open it!
Super!
Thank you 🙂