When uncertainty pours life’s shattered beaker
When normalcy, once was a friend; now a stranger
And comfort’s companion; unsweetened comfiture.
When building the temple of an expected future –
Like jackhammering Herculean rock to Poseidon –
Chisels invisible smoke into sculptures hidden.
Blazing a new trail has never been, nor, ever is easy
Perhaps, all living are ordained sequestered volunteers,
Natural selection pioneers, to build, climb, new ladders
Out of an unimagined Eden.