Untitled [poem]

Many generations ago

when we were already old

our philosophy reached a sublime peak

We conjectured a life

of weightless leisure

of easy companionship

of unbounded creativity

of abundant and effortless foods

of indefinite and refined contemplation

We applied our minds

our energies

our technologies

and it came to pass

Now we live in a state

of sustained bliss

From time to time

as the epochs tumble by

- and as we had foreseen -

calamities befall us

From time to time

we are starved or slain

Our tears

are as valuable

as the heavy metals made

by dying stars

and

will last as long

This truth

propels our play

our songs

our love

our dreams

We dream

that you will one day join us

A great welcome awaits