(1)
The march from across the fields
and sea signals it is time.
Are they peering across the empty space
and watching events unfold?
Are they among us now and with every move
and change are the unseen influence?
And whose path do they desire us to follow?
(2)
I walk across the field and only ask why.
The answer comes quietly from the machine watching every move.
Is that the shadow that has been following me?
