Frank Lawlor’s Saga, Part II

Friends,

This is a second installment of Frank Lawlor’s saga.   if the title says that it is by me it’s wrong.  It’s a hard wired feature of wordpress and I don’t know how to change it. 

Frank is a scientist and his meditations plumb the mystical dimension present in the discoveries of science.  This will also be put permanently on “Frank Lawlor’s page” which you can access on the side bar to the right.  If you want to comment directly to Frank, do it on that “page” where Frank can read it and reply directly rather than through me.

A Saga, part 2

In ancient days

When great things happened,

    Poets sang,

Bonfires Erupted.

Folks in the streets

 Rejoiced

and

Danced.

Over the last generation

A very great thing

happened

Quietly,  hardly

  Noticed.

  The Universe,

As we knew it …

All of all

that exists,

Expanded.

Beyond anything that had ever

     Been imagined!

New giant eyes

    Were hurled

Beyond mists, clouds, air

     To startle, amaze, awe,

Humble us with unexpected visions

      Of god’s face,

His body, his existence!

Hubble reached out,

and out,

and out …

   Fuzzy pink blobs

Resolved into gaseous

mountain scapes

    Where a valley between

 broiling Everests

Of eternal flames

gaped

     Ninety million light years

Across!

A glowing mist

 Resolves

Into a billion nebulae

  Each a froth of a

Thousand million stars

All

Singing the hymn of

Existence!

And, marvel

for all beholders,

 We intimately share

With all,

With each,

      The same, the very same

Existence!

Our earthly, space bound,

     Tools, instruments …

Extensions of our senses,

 Say the unthinkable,

To us

Billions of light years of miles away

The same stuff

That makes us

 To be US

     The atoms out there,

Are not strange, foreign, alien,

     They are identical to

everything

That surrounds us,

That IS us!

To exist here on Earth

    Or beyond the most distant

Horizon that has ever been

     Conceived

     By the mind

      Is the same

Because matter is identical

       Where-ever any-thing

EXISTS!

The matter

That is us

did not

Begin

In

us

Each And every

Atom

That in total

Are

Our bodies

Has Existed for

Billions

Of earth Years!

Do you mean

That there

 Is

Nothing

New

 In

me?

Yes,

Nothing,

Not even One

Atom!

Not only that,

But

Not even One Atom,

Of the

Billion trillion

That

Is you

Or

Has beenYou

Will cease

To

Exist

When you Are

Gone!

Never cease?

No

Never!

Per omnia

Secula seculorium!

(AsThey say

In church)

Do you Mean To suggest

That these

Billion trillion

Atoms

Oncè upon a time

Gave

Something else

Or

Someone else

Existence?

Yup,

Millions of

Else’s!

Both before

And After

A brief

You.

But now

At

This

Moment

YOU

EXIST!

This

Is your

Primary

Experience

Undeserved existence!

Never

Asked for …

Rejoice,

You

ARE YOU!

You

Share this existence

With all else

That

 exists.

In

A gut way

You

know

That this,

Your

Existence

Is not

An act of

Your own

Willing.

Is

Not your

Own

Accomplishment.

But,

It is yours

To

Savor,

To love,

To rejoice in!

However,

As life goes on,

You

Know,

In your mind,

That

This precious

Life

This

Existence

Will

End.

You must

As everyone,

Man or beast,

Cease,

Die!

Truly

Incomprehensible

Fact.

Inevitable,

Barely

Imagineable,

Unacceptable

But

It

Will

Come!

Is

What follows

Comforting?

That we all

Bequeath

Each

Of our

Trillions of atoms

To

The

Future?

This

Is our

Gift,

Ourselves,

All

That we

Are

And have

Been.

It

Must

Suffice!

As it has been

And will always will

Be.

As a poet

Has

Said,

“There are tears

At

The heart of

Reality.”

 Frank Lawlor

July, 25 2013

At Baddeck,

Cape Breton Island

Nova Scotia

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One comment on “Frank Lawlor’s Saga, Part II

  1. saluman73 says:

    Frank, Tony, I have been meditating and hopefully beginning an on-line discussion of death and dying. As Frank’s Saga says ” This undeserved Life, this existence must end.” I find myself at my own wake, not lamenting the end of my participation in existence, but very grateful, actually awed that Life/Existence somehow chose me. “I once was lost, but now I’m found”, and when I die, I will never be lost again. When I am dead ten thousand years, I will still be part of this existence in the Forever Now. My trillons of atoms will always be here. Thank you, Existence.
    Sal Umana

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