From the Top of the Cosmos

​From the top of the cosmos,
From the checkerboard where time
Goes forwards and backwards,
From the top of the paradigm,

From the granite fathers
Of the world, an inheritance
Of freedom, of service 
Of vast circumference,

Revealing the heart, the veins
And arteries, crystal lights
And cement sidewalks, that snaps
Holy photographs, bright insights,

Of every fact, of every form
Of life, of every imagery
Of time, of all the flicking
Frames of syzygy.