Admonition at the Crossroads
From the hard red road
straight to the edge of nowhere,
the vanished forest fading
into parallel poles and rigid wires,
from creeping darkness covering
a groundswell of sorrow—
lift your eyes.
Already the heavens shine
with turrets and clouds of majesty.
Already, tentative fingers of mercy
enter the field of vision.
A storm of miracles
is about to fall.
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Image credit: A road through the mountains (Den Belitsky)