`"Reality isn't just there; it must be
searched out and won" P.C.1958

All over the unthinkably
vast universe the search goes on
throughout a billion galaxies
life is looking for what's real
what's real could be in the next bite
we take or something takes of us

Fixed in the very stuff of stars
that finally explode like dandy-
lions casting out the seeds
that will give rise to living forms
creatures that will someday swarm
and die
and dying make the soil
to nurture newer forms
who says the stars
aren't searching for reality
the real is searching for itself
a playful dog chasing its tail