Everything we, the people, do,
is part of evolution,
be it genetic engineering,
atom bombs
or brain scans,
or even novichok poison
It is all natural,
as much as wildflowers or fish
or Beatles songs
To deny this,
is to place us, the people,
outside of creation,
which we, surely, are integrated in,
just like cats, trees and bacteria
There is nothing unnatural in nature,
and the show must go on
Any talk about ”environment”
runs the obvious risk
of placing a divide
between us, the people
and this realm of everything,
although even that misinterpretation
is natural
Lang Lang playing The Goldbergs
is just as natural
as the lead poisoning
of Swedish lakes, love-making
or the climate change
Theories – for example the multiverse theory -
theorize that there are endless numbers
of universes,
each one different from the next
in the tiniest possible way,
in which even each individual universe
has infinite exact copies,
all natural,
and therefore any imaginable universe
must exist and will exist,
in infinite numbers
There you go!
And, anyway,
death is just a mirror
with a woolen frame,
floating in your mind
I float in Lang Lang's Goldbergs
indefinitely,
and at the end of this
lies illness, accidents, crimes,
and fading age,
seeping out
in the sound of wind
through trees
and the only thing
that could make things worse
would be the death of Bob Dylan