I survey worlds
and encompass time.
Both past and future
live in the present,
and become sublime.
I cannot bless virtue
or erase a crime,
but I can contemplate
the underlying
splendor.
ᎠᏆ ᎦᏍᎩᎶ ᏂᏛᎴᏅᏓ
ᎠᏯ ᎠᏟᎶᏍᏓᏎ ᎡᏆ-ᎡᎶᎯᏗᏁ
ᎠᎴ ᎦᏌᏆᎸᏍᏓᏎ ᎢᎪᎯᏓᏁ.
ᎢᎬᎳ ᏧᏩᎫᏔᏅᏒ ᎠᎴ ᎤᏩᎫᏗᏗᏒ
ᎠᎴᏂᏙᎠᏎ ᏃᏊᎯᏓ ᎭᏫᎾ,
ᎠᎴ ᏗᏙᎳᎦᏎ ᎠᏓᏌᎳᏙᏗ.
ᎠᏯ Ꮭ ᏰᎵᏆᏎ ᎠᏓᏙᎵᏍᏗ ᎾᏍᎦᏅᎾᏁ
ᎠᎴ Ꮭ ᎠᏲᏍᏙᏗ ᏌᏊ ᎠᏍᎦᏅᏨᏁ,
ᎠᏎᏃ ᎠᏯ ᏰᎵᏆᏎ ᎠᏓᏅᏖᎢ
ᎯᎠ ᎭᏫᎾᏗᏢ-ᎦᎾᎬᎠᏁᏖ
ᏗᏙᎳᏘ-ᏗᎧᏁᏗᏁ.
Text and image © 2019 by Donald C. Traxler
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