We surf the waves of the virtual all, Falling into the event horizon, Tumbling within the quantum quandary, Leap rejoicing upon the Dark Matter. Where we encounter Implicate Order Enfolded in chaos--complicit Desire abounding in the boundary Layer, bounding among the founding ways-- We supplicate the Imminent Mentor: Ancient of Days daze us, amaze us with Bold profligacy, craze us with cold fires. Laze with us among the sounding waves. String us along with electron thread. Tether us with ether bonds. Set us Spinning oblique courses. Attract us Strangely with proton flux. Protract our Longing with peek-a-boo awe. Seek us Strongly With weak forces. Cradle us with ozone Arms. Baptize us in stardust. Light the way To our exodus. Claim us as Your song.