Echoes and Expansions

In the beginning was the Word.

"Let there be Light,"
and there was Light.

While choking midnight covers all
with silence and with doubts,
the infant, far too slight to crawl,
to "Mama!" brightly shouts.

Though winter drowns the earth in cold, and wanders from the sun,
new life begins as spring unfolds, when thawing rivers run.
And if a mind is all itself, and cannot touch another,
what magic draws the sister-flower nearer to its brother?
What gesture in the hand or eye can tell the good from great,
what lilt or echo in the voice can so dear fascinate?
When dawn shines innocent on the hill there's no thing left to chance;
how many knots of meaning are entwined by one "Romance?"

"I show you suffering..."
"The National Weather Service has issued a severe thunderstorm warning..."
"Sing of the storm-tossed man, O Muse..."
"You are advised not to look directly at the eclipse as it occurs..."
"Philosophers have hitherto only interpreted the world in various ways..."
"After a sudden collapse, thirteen miners in a West Virginia town..."
"The horror, the horror..."
"She could never look at me that way..."
"We hold these truths to be self-evident..."
"They're a very cynical people, they don't trust..."
"What is done from love takes place always beyond good and evil..."
"All roads lead to Rome..."
"... is a tool for concealing the truth."
"... love you."
"... your neighbor as yourself."
"... and I show you the end of suffering."