Daily Archives: December 3, 2019

Where Is The Center?

Where is the center?

There were solid dreams there
once. Once it held stone and tree;
sheltered fox, eagle, and all the hope
of the ocean. Once, it was
the paradox of sky above us
with its origin in our depths.

Then, we sold it cheap
for false peace.
Handed it off for promises 
of distant wealth. 

In its place, 
a deep hole light can’t crack. 
A cavern that once held
a molten core
now glimmers
with rime ice.

When the wind whistles
across the mouth of that pit?
What a thin dirge.

We pass through,
singing along.

When we catch 
each others’ eyes,
it’s all we can do
to stifle our screams.