gazette No. 70, Feb. 2010

From Joe Lake’s Philosophical Sonnets:
First Cause
As everything on Earth must have a cause
Then this first source could be a deity
But here we cogitate without recourse
For what was there before this entity?
If God, omnisciently has always been
The cause and therefore all creation’s birth,
What would it mean if God Himself is seen
As not a beneficent ruler but its curse?
Aristotle thought the world goes on
With no beginning spirit in its dance.
And deity? There never has been one
For life is chaos at creation’s chance.
If everything has; then God has a cause,
But it’s much more likely that He never was.
On Being II
Our lives are drawn towards a central core
To reproduce a substance into life
And here to form and open up a door,
The first beginning of that human hive.
We congregate and mingle and we make;
Constructing structures that sustain the cell
To reproduce from blueprints in its wake
And stimulate to feed and know and tell.
Yet soon enough the wheel grinds to a halt
So that the substance must be dissipated
Where Being and its essence may be culled,
Decayed into its parts, disintegrated.
But other templates rise to build these blocks
To make a different substance from these stocks.
© Joe Lake