In the Center, Is Man

Heaven & Hell are merely varying tunes.
Dissonance for the dissidents.
Conducting agony & doom.

Passionate.
Diligent.
Scrupulous.
Hidden in attics
of incredulous idealists.

&

You've wisely left soom room
to accommodate the shifting weight
of things taken past tombs;
Through uppermost gates
where spiraling
infinite gardens bloom.

Trees
whose leaves
can reach
the Firmament
must have
infernal
roots.