That space be nearer
and I in it touching you
and we in it held
beyond what shatters
still.
Love in the Time of Carnage
A prayer against destruction.
Tag: against annihilation
Thought of a Tear
Telling home.
When the night does not end by shatter of night, but by sunrise,
and beneath this sun, roots hold, if a son of the land should
find beside him a living daughter and beneath the sun, root
to hold beneath the land of ruins and holding, find water––
and if the water should make it to the lips of a child in time,
the child may yet grow. To tell a story. It will begin: We lived.
And the still living will hear it and be moved. To sing it back,
hands to the sun, We––