Denizen

Divine Denizen below deepest sea,
Eternal Dweller beyond cloudless sky,
Immortal Pacer past horizon’s line,
Why carest Thou for a mere speck like I?

Inhabitant of inner, private space,
Designer of true molecular prime,
Originator of first abstract thought,
Why open for me the vast reach of time?

Being who was ere any epochs were,
Companion of each age that is the now,
Traveler of all eras yet to come,
Why dost Thou me with such rich life endow?

                                                But, lonely life without a start or end
                                                Creates a deep longing for a true friend.

Copyright © 1996 Peter N Robertson