Harnessed for survival was her mind
Honed for logic, better to protect
Ever guarded, keen and circumspect –
To wonders and anomalies was blind.
But watch her vision’s scope embrace life’s close
The infinite seems closer now to hand
Her courage and horizons may expand
And gain the more as less remains to lose.
The brains in which we live were not evolved
For syllogisms nor for cultured arts;
Some mysteries require to be resolved
Brains yoked together seamlessly with hearts.
This world holds terrors we dare not avow,
And wonders that surpass what we’ll allow.
For Mom on her 85th birthday, 4/07