Bars of Time and Space

Entrapped between the bars of time and space,
Some men will vegetate and be content
To live as prisoners. But others, bent
On higher aims, will seek the strength and grace
To mount beyond the bars and so erase
Mortality. They say man was not meant
To be a planet's pawn. Their hearts resent
Both years and miles. They flee to his embrace
Who forged the trap for stars -- and lastly man.
Must they unendingly cry out and yearn
For their escape? Can age-old bars still hold
These men who know their Maker? No. The bold
Climb Jacob's ladder, and in climbing learn
That man's eternity is God's deep plan.

1965
(Third place winner in Washington Poetry Contest.)