tom taylor - hope chant

hope chant

fortune crystals line in pertinent arks depart the scene
with animals crowding the floating hostel for a new age
even with so few left from the hunter’s boom & crack
there are new faces every day on the wave of heaven

heat emblazons plenty in nutrient calm forever dunes
along the crest of the ridge where the feathers grow
into looping crowds of shadowy palm and center alert
from what’s passed and what is still ahead in the now

as we float forward into a stratum of forgiveness for
the unknowing reap and stain of the forgotten foresters
clearing the way of traps and pits in the ground for the
tribes of the survived who crowd into the remaining time