Once we looked
west, then east.
A bloom in the world,
to the indifferent
and the blind.
Now, the internet wires
cry in the wind.
And we live
in a saved body.
But of a purpose, dumb.
And a lasting holiness.
The power of uselessness
Once we looked
west, then east.
A bloom in the world,
to the indifferent
and the blind.
Now, the internet wires
cry in the wind.
And we live
in a saved body.
But of a purpose, dumb.
And a lasting holiness.
A Wandering Poet 