I was in the habit

Of stopping for the view;

And now I have it

Because I stopped for you:


A fulcrum only sees

As much as what it saws,

As the hope of rising seas

Is dependent on its loss;


So to and fro

Our world seesaws;

We come and go

In retrospect because


We share its orbits;

Our forces pause

Because the planets

Shape our domestic laws,


Their teeter totter frame

Balancing our magnetic sum, 

Where we long ago became

What we've today become.


November 11th, 2003