Α Ω**

When this digital dark age passes
and smartphone screens go dead
we shall all return to vibrant life
and think upon what is said

We shall look up, toward vast horizons
recalling dimly-lit square centimeters of data
finger-scrolling memories in the afterglow.
We shall again behold the reach of sky
from the mouths of our caves and pit-houses.
We shall know the Creator as well as the Creation.
We shall communicate.