Moving On

Boxes and boxes
Row by Row
Stack by Stack
Life isn’t

Lift, arrange, piece and plunder
Tearing all the world asunder
Chaos reigns

Wheels and gears
Move and strain
Haul the load

Feathers drifting into place
Tessellated each one’s face

Quiet solitude at last found
Here above cold trodden ground
Life continues unabated
Furry creatures left behind
Decades past, head inclines

Looking forward heart in hand
Seeking for the promised land
Will it be a desert bare
or a garden we find there

Will the lost become the found
Soon exceed the speed of sound
and find


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