Category: Machines

  • Poem – This Unknown Path They Created

    (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…

  • Poem – Perhaps the Ravens Were the Dream

    Awakened by raven screams from the top of trees above the rocky shoreline, I briefly let go of the dream I was lost within. I wait. Hoping for its’ return. Perhaps the ravens were the dream. When the integration process started there were no words exchanged, no way to communicate until we discovered the universal…