Any voice crying in the wilderness
Is a voice crying to the wilderness,
Not to you, even when addressing you.
The wilderness is huge, much vaster than
Counts of plants and animals imagine.
It’s all of it, every gravity wave
Traveling through the galaxies and you,
Unawares. Wilderness is the monster
More than any living thing. Caught in it,
Cry to it for giving birth to crying.
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