I look out onto the ashen fields I look out and I wonder I wonder if in This moment
This moment when the clouds drift when the sun touches the horizon when the ashen fields glow, backlit
I wonder if in this moment when I look out onto the city bellow where the people pass by in directions unknown where the pigeons roost in their steel trees where a man whimpers sick and alone in an ally
I wonder if in this moment when I look out across the limitless ocean with its growing swells with its uncharted depths with its abundance of unforgiving life