remains
all the reasons
of our madness
the way we defend
our cruelty
how we walk away
and never look back
at our trails of destruction
the way we trample weeds
and poison gardens
shatter hearts
and starve the hopeful
our betrayal to all that matters
for a lie we created
a manufactured road to arrival
that never ends
just narrows
into the horizon
to a tiny point
a speck
in the universe
and in the scheme of things
all specks are the same
just a blur of color
on a spinning sea of blue
perspective
humbles us
and humility
begs us to look back
sun in our eyes
colors of the rainbow
us and them
salt to salt
dust to dust
all that remains of us
— patty
artist david galchutt