The Fault is in Ourselves

By LesleyMay Miller


Blaming the stars

we stand on the edge of a chasm

watching the rocks split.

Those nine men sit unmoving;

they look into an abyss.

Those two girls in pale pink and blue

gaze at dark mountains,

hear the owl’s warning

but do not change their ways.

We stare at the geometric signs,

envy the understanding of every swallow,

starling, swift and skylark.

From the eagle to the wren

they can sense the sun’s rays

we have no such nature detectors.


We hold up hands to feel the untouchable,

we admire the birds, try to sing their songs,

learn they will outlast us.

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