Where justice is a synonym for compassion
Where success is a synonym for altruism
Where wealth is a synonym for generosity
Where ambition is a synonym for benevolence
I came here
Enthralled
Thirty-five years ago
Wide-eyed country boy
Glass and steel
In perfect lines
Rose above
The waters tread by commerce
Up the hill
And through the woods
Round corners
Through the trees
Over roots and rocks
Over this world
Of heat and sorrow
Which takes so much
Then leaves so little
But the wisest insights always come
When I turn away from all of these
And simply listen to the voice within
Which resonates best with my body
Myself
Left so much behind
In faded memories
Lost to time
Distraction
And repression
I am reminded
Earth is a very small place
And I
I am a very small man
I cannot see
Into the depths
I cannot see
The other side
Not the horizon
Where there is only
More water
And more land