Is it the rumpled sky so overcast
above a jittery field of grasses ?
Is it all those holding fast –
against the law that says Time Passes ?
Is it, leaning against a cloud, a ladder ?
Or is it the fact that they’re children
Inacting the scene — or does that matter ?
The last piece is soon to be placed
in a great cosmic jigsaw.
Hold tight to the rope – manoeuvre
as best you can, lad
and hope for the best.
Strangest image I think I ever saw –
and what are we to think – this is fun ?
Has some new and purer world begun ?
Or what if the ladder fell
and all their dreams were dashed –
and all the pieces blown again to hell.