Jack saw blue sky
as window on black night
Jack saw silver moon
shine ‘midst the shivering daylight
while underground
where the bones lay waiting
Jack saw life and love and loss
world’s gray-hate abating
would that I could
walk as nimble Jack
with cross upon the thin places
no riding nightmare’s saddle
through mind’s moor
grave brow above grave faces
just Jack and light
just Jack and sight
just Jack and God
just Jack and I
without facade
Harnessing Chaos 