Helped

the extraordinary laws of principle
were never meant for you
an undirected conscience like a great furnace
burning everything i ever thought was useful
an insight into the variety of reason
and my own short falls
the extraordinary potentials coalesced
channeled into artifacts like cognition and wisdom
the dynamic gathered force and focused
on a point at which its fission
blew all inertia to eternity
and gave vigour to achievement
yours are many
mine are few
although I've dreamt aplenty
does it matter what we've left
is just being here and helping good enough
for sure we can admire
ceilings plastered by the greats
but I'm pretty sure they didn't lay the bricks
that hold them up