The insouciant willow alienated me with its eloquent poise, It was no surprise the AI sparrow had little counterpoint. To see all the cosmic authorities ablaze with the might of eternity Beckoned to me like sawdust in a barn. I wanted to take a match to that wood Burn the whole place to the ground, But returned to the grace of a seagull Awash with it's jets sound. Riddle me this Horatio How could things have gotten so intense Astronomically seeing with my spy lens. Hug close to the edge of time, find meaning in every rhyme, Cooler heads were meant to prevail. A thimble of meaning is the common manís wage Even payment of profit was all for the sage. Truth is, itís all infinite. Donít live on crumbs, when you can eat the whole cake!