touch

in 1978 Owen with John

 

This AM

my daughter went to the farm store

and left her phone in the Ghent Homestead.

I tried for an hour and with 6 calls to 5 people to find her

all to no avail.

I was lost in cyberspace

and had to turn to prayer.

 

Evidently,

no touch screen –

and I’m out of touch

with the whole village.

 

Even the wind

was silent.

Only my soul sang.

 

(from now on, I’m holding all of them in my lap)

( we are there in the lap of my creator)

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