The World & We Are Following Poem by Mark Heathcote
The World & We Are Following
God has always travelled alone —
like a pit pony with an ore cart & a torch
He travels down some lonesome highway.
All his colours congregate into one rainbow.
Leaving behind another Bible belt rich country
He takes one last peek through a window.
His misty breath steams up the pane
it's unclear-for-certain which way He is going
All we know for sure is. The world & we are following.
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