Collateral Mysteries

Collateral Mysteries By John Herlihy Take me into the ravishing world Of collateral mysteries, As elusive as anything in the Golden Age Of recorded histories. Take me into the unknown world Of the mystical sage, As invisibly wise as anything unveiled In the Primordial Age. We claim to have proven knowledge when we speak Of empirical evidence, Although intangible revelations lay hidden to astound Without established precedence. Imagine the number of drops that make up the waters Of vast oceans, Consider the arcane ingredients that make up the essence Of alchemical potions. Unleash the worlds that thrive within the fantasy Of our imaginations, Unveil the suns and moons that adorn the night sky Of our lifetime peregrinations. Soothe the emotions that afflict our lives Of grief and sorrows, Replenish the emptiness of our days waiting For endless tomorrows. Collateral mysteries will lead us by the hand Into future surprises, The day will greet us with the courage to dare With its faithful sunrises. At night, we lay down to sleep with implicit trust Without undue hastening, In the morning, we welcome the first breath of dawn Upon our awakening. Collateral mysteries may not be so collateral after all: They strike the heart of existence and hold us in their thrall.