This Wild Grace

The road that once was ill-defined
Will never now be without trace
As if to place on earth a rind
That now degrades the sacred space
How better off if we were blind
And did not feel the need to place
Monuments that forever bind
Our lostness to this wild grace

Photo by Polina Kuzovkova on Unsplash

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