We built temples to house
our attraction to gods.
Worship we did not
the fish-filled seas, the green carpet laid bare,
the heat that warmed the tundra of our being.
Instead, we built towers to glorify
green, weigh gold.
Worship we did not,
the tears that watered our valleys,
nor the love that bloomed like a lily in spring,
the places where worship
should first begin.
This work is copyrighted, 2017. Lisa Froman