A Spark of Wonder (a poem)

Cover Image

The savage reveres a rainbow,

because it is beautiful

and inspires awe.

Because it is of the gods

of which we cannot know.


The modern reveres the self.

Because it is both banal and sublime,

Because it is a presence innately felt,

yet it is a presence without presence at all.

Perhaps we are the only mystery left,

like fragments of creation

by a universe, by gods.

Mystery made from mystery,

Lonely sparks of wonder out in the world.


I think, therefore I am.

It is the final logic,

a logic without logic.

The trick can be known,

but at the cost of the illusion.

Created: Aug 15, 2012


mardimorillo Document Media