Imperfect Wonders (poem)

So many Universes before the beginning

of time and space compiled in mind

thoughts with structures given like

forms of being and time

dimensions nowhere

compiled into layers before and after

points and ideas strung together

where imperfect beings woven from soil

toil to ever without levers
they were free to be and become

something like won and next    

texts grown green brought to naught

never ending shares with signs of rhymes

taut three sheets to the wind

union of savings the imperfect 

contingent tries to rise

bettered

from the fractured point of view

waves to the shrewd shapes

stars setting

Universes that were

smashed to dark infinite points

tightly wound up in gravity

so there the imperfect wonders

about the perfect representative

who offered his own life

for others

wasn't it simply the Earth
with its waterfalls and wonders
where time would stand still
future worlds beyond 
nothingness and nil.