You, in Your Well-Lighted Sky

Yesterday at the original townsite of Tecopa, California. More at my Instagram site:



Caliban in the Coal Mines

By Louis Untermeyer 1885- 1877

God, we don’t like to complain—
We know that the mine is no lark—
But—there’s the pools from the rain;
But—there’s the cold and the dark.

God, You don’t know what it is—
You, in Your well-lighted sky,
Watching the meteors whizz;
Warm, with the sun always by.

Nothing but blackness above,
And nothing that moves but the cars—
God, if You wish for our love,
Fling us a handful of stars!

God, if You had but the moon
Stuck in Your cap for a lamp,
Even You’d tire of it soon,
Down in the dark and the damp.


Transformed into song by Julie Bennett Hume

By thomasfarley01

Business writer and graphic arts gadfly.

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