Exceptions
Destiny binds its roots
in the writhing soul
of our own imperfections
Winter Green: photograph – Ilona Rapp
its wisdom too complex
to parse, its delicate leaves
lashed by winds of greed
Its branches hacked bare
in peremptory spasms
of cold calculations
Rigid matrixes,
eschewing integrity
in the nefarious logic
of profits and loss,
until the solution to
generating Peace
is a fatal exception
and hope forms
the single thread
which anchors us
to eternity.
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