The fun that humans are.

All the years gathered here, in skin versus skin



of fingers tenderly outstretched towards all vibrancy



all the pretty folly of mindlessness we faintly recall



that made room for knowledge and wisdom and change



that made room in our palms for each other



while thrusting us forward to the building of worlds



whose innocence and joy, our own hurt should guarantee



and the days of plenty are being auditioned already



and the monuments raised -a humble request for credits



of the blissful world we strive to bring about



and of its thunderous celebration of completion



and the dominion of balance over this shining jewel, Gaia



when we will cherish the fruits so abundantly gifted to us



and the domain of mankind as the domain of calm



when riches shall be regarded as an obsolete triumph



and our triumphs will be simpler in form



but so much more in essence.