I was in the habit
Of stopping for the view;
And now I have it
Because I stopped for you:

A fulcrum only sees
As much as what it saws,
As the hope of rising seas
Is dependent on its loss;

So to and fro
Our world seesaws;
We come and go
In retrospect because

We share its orbits;
Our forces pause
Because the planets
Shape our domestic laws,

Their teeter totter frame
Balancing our magnetic sum,
Where we long ago became
What we’ve today become.

November 11th, 2003
Kailua