Innocence has returned briefly…
Innocence has returned briefly To gather his loose ends And then off to the next Excursion.
Perhaps whereupon his subsequent return He may find that the borders Have been compressed and smoothed out, But still glistening under scarcely-palpable Zephyrs and perpetually unraveling Seams of disconnected light.
That will be the day when The rivers drown themselves in forgetfulness While the poppy fields look on In amusement, shame, Or a mixture of both.
Art: “Edge of a Wheatfield with Poppies” Vincent van Gogh