step in stones

We once set out in rafts,

lashed and bound by strands 

of the lands that outgrew us

to be taken to a destiny 

that only a few made

Waterwind our course 

until we mastered it in sail,

in starryskyeyes: the maps

that may never lie, no matter

which way man sides

and now we listen, unwinding 

cochlear spirals for silence 

we have lost to ferrying lights 

flickering coastlines, overrun 

in slick and spill, the slurry

we are stuck in, 

inventing a way out 

Adventure in discovery has shrunk

into an umbral star, alive in hindsight 

in its wake of vast space, touching 

the ocean along the back of night

The eyes we see through

have forgot how they look

Where will they turn to 

when we have mastered it all,

recollecting forms of the god, Nature,

from the shallows of ourselves

and hailing it as our art? 

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