February 8th, 2002 8:47 p.m. pst
At once the idea seems so grandiose, so supreme
A method by which humanity can truly be joined
Coupled electronically by that little tv in the den
or home office
or on the bedroom nightstand
one click to reach humanity's bower
And share a conversation with eternity
one click governed only by serendipity's portal
and the means is there by which to meet life's companion
At worst the idea seems farfetched, misbegoten
So many ideas, viewpoints, email addy handles and websites
So many profiles and postings and perchance this will
Be the special time
The special one
Another time
Another one
At best the idea seems enchanted, universal, common sensical
A method by which mankind can look for and find
What it is we have in common
And concentrate on trying to understand
And tolerate our differences
An idea brewing amongst mankind since his inception
A universal coupling of shared souls
And it can happen, even though it has not yet for me
And it will happen
After a while soon is an uncertainty
And bravery and restitution
And a stalwart belief in fate
Will serve to redeem us all
If we only wait.
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