Clearly, There Could Be No Better News

Clearly, There Could Be No Better News
Clearly, there could be no better news
Of life and love, now there will be more.
Nor can we guess what grace we have in store,
Granted but imaginary views.
Rejoice in the creation of a soul,
A universe again emerged from darkness,
There being nothing, then a veiled vastness,
Unknowable, infinite, and whole.
Let there be again that bolt of light,
Again the wonder and the mystery,
The being that no cause could cause to be,
Incandescent day from utter night!
O children of desire, what have you done?
New-made a universe, another one,
Shard of One too luminous to see.
Congratulations on Your Doctorate
Congratulations on your doctorate!
One must not only dare, but persevere,
Not giving in to stress, fatigue, or fear,
Grinding out the hours obdurate.
Rewards, we hope, will be commensurate:
A passionate and interesting career;
The joy of making truth a bit more clear,
Unafraid to speak your mind on it.
Let your happiness for now take wing
As you rest on the mountaintop awhile,
The victor in your struggle with yourself.
In time, of course, the world will cease to sing
Out loud, though it will still your mind beguile.
Nor will, we trust, you lose your inner smile,
Song of love across each windswept gulf.
Congratulations on Your First Abode
Congratulations on your first abode!
Our love and hope and joy go out to you!
No home is home without a fitting ode,
Giving old-time grace to nestings new.
Regarding happiness: the choice is yours,
As life is neither time nor place, but soul.
There is no simple recipe for cause;
Ultimately, all is rendered whole.
Live, then, in love, and prosper as you will,
And make this first abode a proper home,
The calling that will call for all your skill
In being more than two free souls alone.
Out of what you will comes what you are,
Not momently, but out beyond the bar,
Singing like the wind that carves the stone.

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