Morning-heavy cobwebs
break against my face
and mayflies trapped in
June, held fast by silken
means, are wondering
why they are not me.
And nature teaches us to look up
and see the sprawling majesty
surrounding our overwhelmed eyes,
while cities teach us to look down
and watch that we walk carefully
without catching another’s glance.
Go then in to nature children and
see the majesty of god—
you’ll see it in the city, too
but differently, you see:
it’s the space between
the space between the
difference between free
and oppressive majesty.
I smelled you
briefly
on the street
today.
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