that saves each green worm waving
that marches each single spermatazoa to an appreciative haven
that cradles each tulip leaf dropped onto the ground
and it may be so, but one hesitates to label, lose.
Jan Cox, 20th Century American mystic, philosopher of the supramechanical and humorist of the ontological, is the subject of this blog written by an acquaintance of his as a means of publicizing the thoughts of this extraordinary presence.