Bizarre tangential zig-zags
They pop up wherever I go
I see them in the skies above
I find them etched in the snow
I hear them in the peeping of frogs
As lo! The sunlight dims
I hear them in the sawing of logs
And then in cathedral hymns
Bizarre tangential zig-zags!
They come...and then they go
And where it all will end
Only God alone can know!