A Central Orbit: Centers Unknown

The center is relative to perspective.

Go back into the world,

     back into worldly experience,

     into the adventure of your life;

For time is limited with you.

The vacuum of space holds no secret,

     the deep well of history no truth,

     math and science are just words;

But your life is your oblique path.

There is only one time to live,

     time erodes at the speed of light,

     it curls and twists and spirals;

The frequencies shift in new fields.

As one must choose to walk alone,

     alone is just one choice of many,

     one choice that is no choice at all;

Each choice is in one.

Each step is in two,

Each day is in three,

Each year is in four,

Each page is in five,

Each story is in six,

Each life is in seven,

Be satisfied with what you ate.