Even Though Dough

Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains. - Thoreau

heart beating like a souped-up '69 chevy 

the morning's dew is heavy

heavy enough to break through hoover's levee

heavy enough to jingle the coins of life's levy

look up at the weighing sky

birds are flying in a bevy

heaven seems steely low

increasing the stuttering river's babbling flow

sign says stop, so i look one way and go

questioning what i don't know

wondering who and what i owe

what kind of seeds i sow

wondering who raises my daily bread's dough

questioning faith

even though dough ...

Author's Note

“It will be seen that we contemplate a time when man’s will shall be law to the physical world, and he shall no longer be deterred by such abstractions as time and space, height and depth, weight and hardness, but shall indeed be the lord of creation.”