Abel, who left the gate unlatched? The field knows. The dirt knows. Neither says a word. God, come down from whatever you call above. There is a hunger at the edge of the wheat. There is always a hunger. Brother, my brother, what have we carried this far that was never ours? The blood? The name? The stone? Look now. The sun has made everything innocent. Even the knife. Even the hand. Beast, come near. What are you waiting to become?
Wake! right where you s t a n d . Ye alley cats. Ye valley dogs. Perish not on the sword of the noble cause. But breathe the soil borne of humble purpose. There, you are no foot soldier. You are Aries. You are the tiller.
Rely Quick now, what’s the best thing you’ve done for this place? Did you save the world? Did you mend a fence? Did you crack a window? Did you unhook a door? Does your home aglow the night? Quick now. The answer relies.
