Within my moment, all the world will change:
Past, be to Future, just as Night to Day.
O natural things, accept you will be strange,
Once nature's dusty rules are thrown away.
O space, renew, through to the Earth's own core;
Atom and atom, mote and mote, replace.
O substance of the Now, be now no more,
And all your risen symbols, now deface.
All stars and planets shall wink off, and on.
One fearsome instant, bare the blind abyss,
Then shine once more. But as they never shone,
For all their past, I have reduced to this.
A newborn time, where history's pages tore.
Now I can try again for HIGHEST SCORE.
Jenkins Rising 