Margins of Error

hands
hands stretched out
lest you hit the wall
you have to
read the signs in braille
you have to 
hear the call - for god
speaks from everything you see

it takes grit
to tear off that blindfold
our century binds
around our eyes -
only individuals are wise
it is the small, insignificant
contributions 
that weigh the most

it is all there - the in and through,
the high, the low,
the round and back,
the growing and the dying
and the lack -

in the circle of parts that makes the whole
our life cycles are
nature's cull
and all will only be 
well
if we open eyes
and read the signs 
and bear our burdens
knowingly

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