Five
Criteria,
You say?
We'll take
Them, one
By one, on
Our hillful
Walk to the
Edge of the
Red Butte
Garden,
Spinning
A plan with
Reasonable
Haste and
Upright
Thought.
Poking holes
In our
Theories
Despite our
Convictions
Of their
Immutable
Truth, a
Dance I
Learned
All too
Well in
School,
Achieving
A widening
Sense of
This
Limited
World as
We view
It right
This
Second.
I complete
The rounds,
Heads spun
Clockwise,
Counter again.
It may
Be a living,
But it
Sure takes
A life to
Figure it
All
Out.