How may we mend our ways?
Re-claim lost time and the bright blue days
Of our child's great forays -
The swift goodness in the soul
Before
Corruption by so many Worlds,
Dark, distracted feedings of a beast
And the shame of giving nothing of oneself.
We may not bear the burden of our ways
But for the salvaging of fragments long delayed
Within the simple freshness of today.
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Gathered on This Beach: Poems & Perspectives for a Converging World
Poetrya student's writings, inspired by nature and science, and accumulated throughout the early days of the Internet, these writings explore expectations for the expressive 'convergence' to come. (revised edition 2014, with some alterations) ALT. BLURB: ...
