03/27/20 The Source

Poetry is dangerous

it will make you walk backwards to the source

with a dozen memories on your back

scratching for another way in.

“Wait,

until the road is clear;”

“send a scout;”

“pray like there’s a miracle coming;”

“maybe,

when you’re old and wise,

you’ll receive an official invitation,

why offer everything to an invisible cause?”

-- the ministers suggest.

The past is scrupulous like that,

is sells a thousand reasons,

but not a single purpose to be found

that’s worth the sound

your feet make on the sand

to that which waits to meet us