Dappled rays dance over nonchalant ground
while the stranger tiptoes through in dark warm cloth bound.
Sad silent snowflakes play out their descent
like sorrowful playwrights of sensitivity truly blent.
Neither joy nor solemnity affect his mask
and, giving thanks for this most rewarding task
of wisdom and ecstasy both combined;
he hath completed the most sacred entwined
quality allowed to the state of our race;
an acute adoration that forgets outside pace.
For if this is neglected, then of what worth
was our somewhat primitive, long-ago birth?
If ‘twas merely evolution of means to survive,
then let only the radicals secretly thrive.