Or his prophet, gifted to relieve pain;
But amid the reckoning and statistics
You may think you should begin again
Where you first set out; start on a new track,
Make new mistakes, go from now to then;
But you'll trip on footsteps if you turn back.
Better, the world being round, to go on,
To complete the circle; and if you're late,
Who knows if the continuous curve of space
Could lead you back to an earlier date,
The starting line for a different race?
In the end you'll reject the status quo,
Choose a status of your own creation
As the best of many lines to toe,
While you can't know what has been lost or won,
And doubt everyting that has been said or done.
That's new or surprising; and then you'll end up
Water was the beginning of your journey;
You floated and grew limber in warm pools,