Depth has as many levels  

as there as pebbles ... 

in the sands throughout oceans 

where there are potions ... 

which open up our minds  

to all the confusion which so blinds ... 

us to our willingness  

to rise above our silliness ...



And which in time will open up our hearts

To all the troubles which we did start

When we got involved in others' businesses

As we attempted to achieve equalized dishes

Instead of letting natural patterns evolve

As we began to toil - until we resolved

The land upon whose base supports

Confusion caused by our extorts



We must, if we are to learn truth

Be kind to all who have had growth

For - as we become better people

We will soon be high as a steeple

From whose height we can look down

At all the passions above the ground

And know it is with these sentiments

We can combine and pool our talents



And focus on those singular forms

Whose genius and work now adorns

Walls ... of yet another kind

Which are now here for all minds 



- Tristram



Pt. 1 - written on-line 3/22/97

Pt. 2 - written here 3/22/97