Larry Kilham Blog
We walked the desert in our land.
We saw shards and wrecks
scattered in the sand.
Not broken pots or pillars of stone,
but defunct computers and pieces of bone.
And we asked:
Can all our creations be saved from becoming dust?
Can there be resurrection from the scrapyards of rust?
Then we won’t need to colonize space -
there will be magic here for the human race.
And then we saw
the children running by
chasing a butterfly
and looking at the flowers of spring
and saying, “There’s beauty in everything.”
© 2019 Larry Kilham
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