To Question Is To Wonder
by Michael Griffin

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From: Jeanne Curran
To: Susan and Michael and Pat
Sent: Tuesday, April 27, 2004 12:01 AM
Subject: Hypertext Poem

It's midnight again. We gotta quit meeting like this. For some reason I can't upload poemhyp26.htm, but the same material is on femstyle01.htm. I put that on the week's issue under news.

Now, I am going to bed.

the red queen
falling through a hole
into some kind of land
wonderland, wonderland, wonderland

Is there any reason for doing this in all of wonderland?

And then, from Michael Griffin, later on April 27, or I guess by then it was technically April 28.

Greetings,

To question is to wonder
to wonder the divine mind
the mind will find
order and purpose
or just bathe itself in the great white light
of creation
we all have sacred contracts
deals we made before flesh incarnate
some we live out in a day
some may take every breath we make
or the compact with those who will give not take
perhaps it's done for one and other
or maybe there is another
reason while you toil
and seek the oil
for lamps burning bright
taking you through the night
a small drop which burns for days
in the end we disappear into the mist and haze
clarity
sanity
humanity
the thinking mind won't quit
the grail
the cup
will run over
and not amuck
nip n tuck
you bring possibility
hope
vision
energy
hope
wisdom
clarity
hope
did i mention
hope
so big this wide world
so amassed and amazing
the fragile eggshell mind of those who have not
thought
overwhelmed
blind sided
grasping
groping
for a single thread
go back to bed
blessed sleep
morpheus take me
it's all too much
yet hope
prevails
and a glimmer of a new dawn
where the sun is brighter
the air fresher
the taste of life sweeter
the hand maiden of the goddess
ushers in
a paradigm shift
slow to take hold
too, many alien, cold
can't be told
must like the chrysalis, unfold
yours the minds to mold
consciousness like a great blanket holds
till you shake the edge
the ripple
rolls across the repose
of the sleeper
some awake
some the ripple merely pervades the dreams
and plants the seeds
harmony
balance
peace
love
you
we
i

Michael Griffin
Political Science
CSUDH

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