On These Slim Volumes

Within these slim volumes
Entire worlds beckon

Swim through the eddies of the brightest minds
of this evanescent civilisation
Skim through these words
Read them with deep introspection

They glimmer with Wisdom's lustrous glow. 

On My Finitude, Brimming with You

My finitude brims with infinite You
The meaning of my daily joys and hurts
When Life can blur the lines of what is true
The Truth of you becalms me and engirts
   Amidst these unremitting, violent days
   Within your heart my heart, enraptured, stays. 

On New Pathfinding Adventures

A new adventure beckons you, young man
One that you must accept with brave, bold heart
'Tis time to test what you cannot and can
For thus we learn the meaning and the art
   Of Life, this existential trial and test
   To glory Him before our final rest. 

On Homeostatic Regulation

Get back into orbit, oh planet child
Way out of line you are, your orb askew
The natural order must prevail, your wild
Perambulations you must now eschew
Desist your ways, remit your resistance
This family runs on joylike obeisance.