There is a crack
in my world
where water seeps
into the core
of the earth
where the diatribe
of opposing forces
lead beyond traces
of human awareness.
In this global trend
toward self-destruction
I am torn
by dying species
tainted water
and atmosphere so clogged
grays haunt my paintings.
Yet magic abounds
in this universe
that calls to be saved
by doctors flying
into war zones to treat
the newly wounded.
I seek to be
part of our greater good
our cosmology that rests
on human-kind
to push it forward.
Where politics
and religion fail
there is nothing left
to pick up the pieces
but us -- individuals --
fighting for our
very existence.
So I follow the crack
into the center
of the earth
to touch upon
what is alive
that cannot be seen
and needs the most
to be shared.
