foundations
and so it goes
the train wheels
the playful steam
the tears of goodbye and hello
the uncertainty of future and past
and i amongst them all
but who am i
and who should care
surrounded by such beginnings and endings
i am neither beginning nor ending
perhaps i am all those things at once
but like i said
who should care
here amongst evolution itself
who should care
here beneath the rumble
there
amongst the steam i notice
a little orange head of impure gold
a stumbling manifestation of someones fantasy come to life
or someones mistake exposed
a child is either one or the other
and what could be wrong with fantasy
it is the fiber of every culture
and what could be wrong with mistakes
they are the foundations of every life
life is a mistake
a beautiful, tragic mistake
and a mistake is a miracle
it is what should have never been
but is