There'll be a torrent of answers
I celebrate the fact
but float no answer here

neither is it reasonable 
to breathe questions
already flooding the airwaves

here in poetry
meditation given over to consideration
we drift in deeper currents

all that is at stake here
the existence or extinction
of societies fragile as coral

meet me where on the sea-level
green grew the rushes-O
all in a tin-foil suit of progress
begin in shame taking steps 
backward now
backward pursued by a furious tide