Mists of Chaos

                Lost in the mists of chaos' etheric time.
         The answer resists the questing mind.

         What motive force set elemental motions churning
         A myriad of lustrous energetic fires burning.
         
         Who has written natures cosmic tome
         and rules co-mingling forces as they roam.

         Does mindless chance unknowingly prevail,
         Does the devil have a gnarly crooked tail.

         Upon the cyclic wheel of time unbounded
         Are souls forever chained and hounded.

         Will death release us from fortunes wrack
         Or shall our souls forerever wander back.

         Struggling upward to reach our true maturity
         Shall we be absorbed at last in night's eternity.

         What goal justifies our earthly frame
         For endless struggle and realms insane.
         
         Projecting with too anthropomorphic mind
         Upon the universe too real yet blind.
         
         Who shall praise, proclaim are valiant fight
         With no almighty judge to affirm the right.

         Shall the answer be revealed at last in time
         Or shall it be forever obscure, sublime.

Reviews

[hey]

this is so great! i love the cynical tone. its perfect :]

"Does the devil have a gnarly crooked tail." I love this line! The poem had both a serious and humorous tone. Good job!

[Captain Blackheart (The..]

A wonderful write, great rhyme and flow to it. A great piece to make the reader think.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

A wonderful write...these questions that plague the enlightened mind. Great rhythm and tone. Truly a delight to read this morning.
Light,
Siddartha