The Constant Source ©2011GaryCGibson (poem)

If the constants of both time and space
were forever to become untrue
changing life's conceptions along with place
what things could last even if we choose?

What things last when all inflate
light speed, learning and dreams of night
such meanings past, the present in sight
those futures we might first contemplate

Three Persons in One
three dimensions and time
God of all morrows
transcending the signs

Of seasons changing and worlds anew
living chemical equilibria
quasars with a redshift of four
fine-tuned processes that shift like a string
up to the cross
reverberations beyond ways and means

Satan has no pain
never a good thing lacking
given everything from God
for the asking
first place near perfection
the created being of scenes
ultimate sadist, desiring consumate wings
power, the perfected yunpie esortsufngred hrough crucifixion though
giving the meek and saved the true constant
that they may know the glory
of God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.