DIAMONDS ON THE GRASS This morning there were diamonds on the grass Spreading across the field their bling and glitter Look away and in an instant they would pass These jewels had no price, no use in barter Unlike the other gems so called 'for ever' Forged deep inside the earth's fiery mantle This morning's transient treasures had source more measured But both follow sequence of create, survive, dismantle Those carbon crystals outlive one human's span Yet in the greater scheme won't be eternal Look away; some day they'll pass no matter the plan In the wheel of creation, cosmic or diurnal But fear-not the dark side of the goddess Kali As she monitors both aspects of life's cycle Massive mountains come and go even great Dinali To be re-created in patterns archetypal Therefore let us participate on the side of creation In this we can drive time forward through our endeavour Maybe only we(?) as promethean spirits in higher elevation Can in truth be deemed eternal and forever Thus if we can accept the power we wield Confess our part then it may come to pass When dawn breaks and the sun lights up the field We shall again see diamonds on the grass