Wake and Wonder Adam DiFilippe Wonder
A blue hue frosts the waking world.
Mechanic eyes bleed red upon the wet asphalt, accenting the oil spilt rainbows.
As earth opens its eyes; like dawnâ€™s gate, pouring forth an ocean of paint; brush strokes, unrushed and certain, faint waves of a dreamscape.
But humans took hold of the Canvas; and created their own paints, desperately hackingwith machines and math,
But each dawn will bring dusk, and in that dreamy time mankind will always gaze at the heavens; (superiority being their art) Rocketing crafts of steel; unnatural beings of size, yet still dwarfed by the natural denizens; The cosmic fireballs and astral bodies, that combined make the universe, quietly holding manâ€™s soul in its grasp; Making us dream
Making us weep.