Whatever Will Be, Will Be
Shadow of an emerging soul
reflects darkness in a black hole.
Is there a better place to hide
where i know gods are on my side?
Ideals insure my good intent
and horizons are an event.
Just beyond a frightful abyss
may be a darker hole than this.
Once the gods have switched on the light
Everything will be all right.
The soul’s golden halo will be
enlightening enough for me.
Until then i’ll have to endure
being buried in bull manure.

Walt Abbott–5-2-2009