I look at the shape of the world,
thankful for the foundations that hold it up,
for the geometry of function that keeps it together
I see treasures hidden in the remote parts of
the globe, at the most inauspicious places,
by the most inauspicious agents whose ceaseless drone
tames the bitter wilderness that permeates life
Alt version:
I look at the shape of the world and am thankful for the foundations
that hold it up, for the geometry of function that keeps it together.
I see treasures hidden in the remote parts of the world,
at the most inauspicious places, by the most inauspicious agents,
whose ceaseless drone tames the bitter wilderness that permeates life