Tuesday, July 23, 2024

Put it plain

Out of ignorance we travel 

The ground underfoot gets in the shoe 

We're still ignorant but not still 

The foot eyes soil as an outsider but blood takes it in 

Some volcano made soil some water broke soil some cloud wind spread dust soil some plant ate mud some elk some badger some grasshopper some ant ate plant

They went somewhere yet stayed home 

Out of intelligence we travel the rapids feed the lagoon it brims we awaken both ears first and the nose arouses eyes to let sunlight journey in the mind answers the door with greetings maybe coffee from far away maybe with friends from here and there maybe you care how they fared to bring you plural together 



No comments:

Post a Comment