(for Debra Saunders)
Amongst those who can never be replaced,
You make the world uneasy when you go
Where hostile facts must be at long last faced,
Where chaos has been planted and must grow.
Reality is not indeed a show:
Real things occur and mostly go unseen.
What we most need to know we cannot know.
Vermin find homes in every neat machine.
Watch yourself, therefore. Where the gods convene,
They grant no safety even to their own.
The forest may seem all inviting green—
But it is not a place to be alone.
There are some gods who love a soul that dares.
Dare boldly, then – but watch out for the bears.