Hegel Among the Asters
In the afternoon history worked its cunning way.
Its dialectic flashed like choice
Among the humble asters,
Selecting those few flowers
Whose image would survive.

Aster faces, points of time
Knew passage, understood
Deep movements within their beings,
Knew change tangled with past,
The muted coming of more grey time
And death by frost.
 

---Jim Bolner, Sr.