Imagination Run Wild poetry by Michael F. Nyiri 2/9/02 8:47 pm ps

At once the idea seems so grandiose, so supreme A method by which humanity can truly be joined Coupled electronically by that little tv in the den or home office or on the bedroom nightstand one click to reach humanity's bower And share a conversation with eternity one click governed only by serendipity's portal and the means is there by which to meet life's companion At worst the idea seems farfetched, misbegoten So many ideas, viewpoints, email addy handles and websites So many profiles and postings and perchance this will Be the special time The special one Another time Another one At best the idea seems enchanted, universal, common sensical A method by which mankind can look for and find What it is we have in common And concentrate on trying to understand And tolerate our differences An idea brewing amongst mankind since his inception A universal coupling of shared souls And it can happen, even though it has not yet for me And it will happen After a while soon is an uncertainty And bravery and restitution And a stalwart belief in fate Will serve to redeem us all If we only wait.