Imponderable Sheaves

Imponderable Sheaves

You ponder the expanse of the Great Plains

measured against the earth (which in a day

drifts millions of miles), then looking farther away

at Jupiter, you see its smallest stains

can swallow earth and moon combined. The pains

you take to grasp infinity just may

yield whys and wherefores by the truckload. Play

with facts and figures, sometimes wisdom's rains

come pouring down. But nature mostly leaves

you baffled as an earless bat. Old suns

and newborn suns, imponderable sheaves

of stuff out there, like molecules of breath,

disperse. You probe the cosmos as it runs

its course, and know its birth is in its death.

(Appeared in Astropoetica)