Howard

So strange and beautiful the lights that are
  Deep in your gentle liquid eyes;
I wonder if they really see they pain
  With which they're thought to sympathize.

I wonder, too, if you have chanced to ask
  Why those about you struggle so
Against the rapid current of their lives
  And think success a worthy goal.

But go on drifting with your pleasant dreams;
  Go on believing you are free;
Just stop to ask yourself, from time to time,
  Can you live on eternally.

- Edna Huber (1971)