Prove One Crow White

Life was just what one did, while
One thought on the life to come.

And what if the life to come
Would prove to be just the life

In which one had to do things
To pass that life to the life

Past that? Place the world of birth
On birth on top of the world

Of one chain from worms to God,
And think of God as the end

In the mouth of one sad worm
Who has to eat to the top

From the start. One gets a new
Lease on life each time one turns

To see one is, which is when
One sees that there’s more than one.