A wondrous apparition provided by magician

A wondrous apparition provided by magician
Sandstone, tens of million years old, being turned back into sand.
Layers of sandstone and shale and slate form my bedrock.
Every day,
somewhere in the
world, billions
of birds sit on
their nests, content
and confident
about the eggs
that they cherish.
The human race
is in the
position the
dinosaur race
was in some
25 years
before the
impact of the
Chicxulub
meteor.
Religious
Robots is a
better name for
fundamentalists
of all
religions
Viewed from afar,
in ignorance,
really, and with
no dog in the hunt,
no skin in the game,
no horse in the race,
it seems to me
that America has
recently refought
her Civil War,
but this time
the South won.
I don’t tread
on ants
carelessly, or
thoughtlessly, or
recklessly, or
deliberately, in
fact I don’t tread
on ants at all.
Convince someone
to believe in an
imaginary
creature who
lives in the sky
and takes an
interest in
the outcome of
football games
and the purchase
of lottery tickets
and the number
of survivors in
airplane crashes,
and you can get
them to believe
in anything.
All of us,
really,
have one track
minds.
Some of us,
though,
are happy to
explore
side tracks,
exit signs,
underpasses,
overpasses,
lay-bys,
and alternate
scenic routes.
And some of
us aren’t.