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