
You can’t leave the earth,
there are many jobs to do —
work with the seasons
Copyright Francis 2021

You can’t leave the earth,
there are many jobs to do —
work with the seasons
Copyright Francis 2021

Precursors of spring;
purity from mother’s heart.
A neighbour’s warm smile.
Copyright Francis 2021

Job 28, verse 24
Today I opened the bible randomly and pointed at this verse.
What does this verse suggest about the nature of our universe? These words and many others like this, were once truly believed.
Considering the state of our ‘civilisation’, is our supposed enlightenment benefitting us?
Copyright Francis 2021

I must have strolled this ancient shore,
leaving no footprints in the sand,
seen the infant sun spill his light
over jagged horizons,
the glowing Moon ascend into sparse sky
to ride the assembly of stars,
a firmament at once remote
and intimate.
If you talk in eons — I see in seconds;
new life’s struggle to be born,
a fossil falling to the sand
from a cliff’s crumbling edifice.
For as I exist at the beginning
so do I persist until the end,
though I am not made of stars,
I merely follow the word
and the breath.
Copyright Francis 2021