the gods blinked. you are far from home. vkt 2023

Where are you going, where have you been, What waters you wandered; the vast seas you’ve seen; What dragged you ashore, parting sands like a comb - The gods blinked – you are far from home.

The desert before you melts into the sky, As you follow the trail of a river run dry, The moons are as pale as a beckoning bone; The gods blinked – you are far from home.

The prairie is endless; she burns like the sun The torches were lit to the beating of drums Leap the flame; in the ashes, a circle of stone The gods blinked – you are far from home.

What lines have you crossed since the world was made? And who drew them – sliced in with a most wicked blade; Who called you? Who knew? What voice echoed your own? The gods blinked – you are far from home.

Does the cry of the raven rip a thorn from your heart? The blooming of mushrooms in the depths of the dark? Brief solace, arrested by choice not your own; The gods blinked – you are far from home.