Whence We Have Come

27 July 2026

https://poems.culturing.net/2026/07/27/whence-we-have-come/

Who would answer them, these voices
sent from afar, under all that we are,
asking only to be heard? These ghosts
haunt every corner of waking dreams,
they inhabit the dusks of our arrogance,
taunting those who consider themselves most secure.
I was never quite sure where to find them
or how to dissolve the bonds that keep them here,
pulling us under without remorse. But of course
we still have our most cherished beliefs,
the hard facts carved on stone, to remind us
that nothing ever changes, that nothing ever will...
but this "nothing" boils with changeling energy,
a vat of unconscious premonitions and unthought dreams,
where what we would most like to be waits for answer,
having been denied for too long. So speak, voices.
Here echo your thoughts and remind us all
whence we have come.