Terra Firma

Terra Firma David J Walker I How big a place must Eden be Its borders unknown Its politics not on display Its laws kept by passing clouds Each from the lips of whispered scripture The peacock's song can be heard Under the canopy of a transplanted forest Of oak and birch where the Cock will remain as long as the Hen is secured The world need not be a bigger place than this II What lies beyond the secured borders Is a matter of speculation The anticipation of more will drive The curious mind mad with the Scent of an unknown difference Until it is named III Only madmen claim dominion Over air and ground and sea that Transcends life The comings and goings of ideals That means nothing to the mountains As humans evaluate the usefulness Of claims and how to prosper IV You may know me by location I am from (Insert the name here) As if there is a distinction on this Small blue planet whirling like a Dervish on The unknown path through eternity If this is a sojourn then we will Meet and rest with others who will know us As terra firma