The Mole and
the Thief
A vicious
wretch resurrected,
a common
criminal carrying
his earthly
baggage, his looted goods,
can be in
the mood for a change,
desire
redemption in kindness,
in a spirit
of love;
inspired by
the moon
before his
dark eyes
he changes
his life
from dark to
light.
But some
creatures need no light,
no
rehabilitation;
for some
dark is good
enough.
Subtle as
God
and profound
in the dark
earth,
the mole,
a small
creature,
guides his
life
underground,
goes in
total
darkness, doing his work.
He
challenges the surface to
operate as
well as he the arts
of building,
the subtleties of foundations.
Fetter by
fetter he throws off;
digs and
digs and
his
limitations become virtues.
Finally
there is no objection
to his blind
ways and
his toil is
fulfilled, his glory
in the dark
earth
becomes
perfect and bright
as the sun
above, bright
as the
surface of polar ice.
Let this
change of a life
from good to
bad,
this human
conversion,
the
steadfast mole
stuck in the
dark
tell us
something,
maybe just
one thing;
live and
change or
stay the
same;
be a lesson
to nobody.
Mole -- Kestutis Kasparavicius
Typo. Should be "He challenges the surface to operate as well as he the arts of building" etc. The second "he" was left out.
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