The Lost Civilization
a phrase, a solitary stone
a tale told by firelight
a melody remembered
a dream
we wander
wonderless and alone
we take the train, car, bike, bus
we rush
from point A to B
we earn, we bank, we spend and die
we reason in a cave
we cling to lovers unloved
we grasp and plan for days
unlived
we never bear ourselves
we hide from wonder
and underneath despair
a phrase, a solitary stone
a tale told by firelight
a melody remembered
a dream
we wake and sing
© 2001 J.L.Stanley
