The Beginning of Survival (Cool Water)
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Something I wrote nearly 40 years ago during a time of heat and drought came to mind this morning:
IN THE CHURCH OF THE HOLY CONTRADICTION, WE LOOK FOR TEARS THROUGH A TELESCOPE (1982 -- 32 years old)
There is a drought and no messiah in sight. Look at the thirsty land.
Look at the magnifying glass sun,
But no hand holds the glass;
no heart is moved by our sorrow.
Through a telescope, we look for healing hands,
a human heart, and eyes that shed tears.
In drought and in deluge
these suns and gods
are distant,
though amazingly graceful and near.
As we watch through telescopes,
our church of sky, land and sea
fills with healing hands,
human hearts and eyes that shed tears.
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How odd. More turtles found while looking for a way to acknowledge where the idea of watching each other through telescopes came from:
"... Why should we go on watching each other through a telescope? ..."
-- Bob Dylan (1978)
