… your art.

By J. K. McDowell

March 2015

Set aside your notions of the wild

And let the wind scatter your ashes.

Set apart your notions of the past

And let the seas dilute your acids.

Set asunder your notions of the guilty

And let the leaves bury your altars.

Set apart your notions of the modern

And let the sunlight dry your anguish.

Set aside your notions of the righteous

And let the fires burn your anger.

Set asunder your notions of the future

And let the mystery shape your art.

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