Wasteland
I watch a video of everyone stopping to watch a kid play piano in a crowded airport
And do you ever think it is a miracle
That any of us got up out of bed
There are a billion and one things
That could go wrong today
And nothing to assure us it won’t
Can you believe we still look at the sky
And the light on the sheets
And talk about the new episode of our favorite tv show coming out
How we look each other in the eye
And don’t forget to say goodbye
And have guest rooms for people to stay the night
How we dare to hope we might get better than what we fear we might deserve
For maybe even one more day
And another and after that who knows?
I watch us all go, smiling,
Fighting our brave little battles
Making all the difference in the world
We hope for water to flow
Out of the stone,
On a fool’s errand to find joy in a wasteland
And yet look, again,
There is more than enough
— olivia gwyn
