EFFLUENT

WE INTUIT IN OUR EFFLUENT Each has its niche. Me mine. You yours. They theirs. Each its niche. To be conceived in, to be born in, to live in, work in, produce in, die in. In a flash all niche time has passed. As we have come we also must go. As we go we do not know whence hence wherefore whereof whereas thence. Yet we intuit in our effluent. And we say "Glory is God! Amen!"