Tracks

Tracks

By Curt Vaughn

Gracious thoughts on lead clouds

Cover prayers with calculators of tokens

For future journeys up the escalator to my engine

 

My knight in invisible armor has left footprints

In my cement engine, but the footprints try to fade away,

Can they ever really disappear as long as the engine runs.

I eat at my bibles table, to gain weights of owls

While spreading the lord’s jam, on the communion bread

Our Cooking with God Collective devours every question mark

But will this bring quit time on the playground in

Our backyards, front yards, and neighbor’s fences

As long as the light can be seen through the darkness

Then your path can be seen by the dark,

So no tracks can ever be truly erased.